He's Out of My Life...

Jun 25, 2009 22:45

He's Out of my life...
He's Out of my life...
I don't know whether to laugh, or cry...
I don't know whether to live, or die...
And it cuts like a knife...

He's out of my life.

I feel awful for Farrah Fawcett's family, because her death will be totally overshadowed.  To put it into perspective, I work with international staff on occasion.  When MJ was heard to be dead, the entire staff was shocked.  When the news of Farrah's death got around, it was "I vaguely remember her..."

Damn.  My dance school used to use MJ songs all the time for routines.  Thriller for Halloween, PYT for Jazz, Bad for tap.  It was a great ride home from work, when almost every radio station was playing his songs. (Even the oldies station.  Wow)   50 is such a weird age, it feels far too short.  It feels like a piece of my childhood died.  Sure, he may have been creepy, plus the skin stuff, but damn if that man couldn't put out a good song.

*sniff* Now if you excuse me, I'm gonna put on some LPs.

michael jackson, ramblings

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