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I'm on my Blackberry talking to my mother in law, when one of the neighbourhood unusals approached Jason to tell him in a frantic chaos "Michael Jackson is dead!"
Jason just starred at him strangely; I just walked passed him, hoping to ignore him.
But it was true. Michael Jackson is dead!
I always thought of MJ as my generation's Elvis. And his death is reminder that to any of us, our time can come just suddenly- just like that.
It's a very strange feeling-
Jason just starred at him strangely; I just walked passed him, hoping to ignore him.
But it was true. Michael Jackson is dead!
I always thought of MJ as my generation's Elvis. And his death is reminder that to any of us, our time can come just suddenly- just like that.
It's a very strange feeling-