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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:57 pm
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UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie I feel really bad for my hubby, because Michael Jackson has been his favorite person on the planet for as long as he could remember. When he was a little kid he would put on concerts in his drive way and dance like Michael Jackson. He is an amazing impersonator, but he can't get his face right. He asked me if he could have plastic surgery to look like the Bad era. He is overly obsessed, but I don't mind it at all. Oh my lord. The minute he found out Michael Jackson had died you would have thought the world had ended. I have never seen him like that before. omigosh... well your husband loved him alot and that's good. And that's good that you don't mind how much he loves him. But your poor husband! I bet he took the news hard like me and my family did.
We were in Vegas and had just walked thru the casino and saw his face on the tv. We went up to our room, checked our phones and they both had tons of messages saying, "Michael Jackson died! I AM SO SORRY!" Not believing it we turned on the tv. Sure enough it was on the news. My husband dropped the remote, turned completely white and started crying. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried while talking to my mom for a while. Then I came out, hugged him as hard as I could and we cried for hours. He still cries when certain things trigger it. I have loved MJ for the last 25 years, I didn't really get to enjoy him until I was 3. I thought my obsession was insane, but my husband completely trumped mine with his own. |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:09 pm
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UnKnown Bitter petit mitaines i__am__sailor__saturn I had a dream that I was talking to his kids...
We were in Neverland...
And Michael just walks and he's like you wanna play foosball?
And we nod...
I woke up...
STUPID! I WANTED TO SEE MICHAEL PLAY FOOSBALL! AAAGH!
Oh, and I must be the only one with the WEIRDEST dream cause I had a dream and it went like this:
I was with my best friend, it was 1984. (Idk why, I wasn`t even born back then, lol) We were like 21 or 22 years old, and we were at a big funeral at Disney World. And there were lots of people. So like a small shiny blue coffin finally arrives inside the room where the funeral was being held. And this lady starts sobbing and tackles the coffin, because a baby died. So like, me and my friend are really bored. Then I ask my friend, "Who is sitting in front of us? because the seat it empty, but its reserved." cause theres a seat infront of me, and no ones sitting there. So then all of a sudden 'Thriller Era' Michael walks by and says, "Don`t mind if I sit here right?" and he smiles. I start fangirl screaming, and my friend is all staring at me. I screamed, "ITS MICHAEL JACKSON!" and the people don`t hear me (somehow), other than my friend and Michael. So he sits down in front of me, and turns around, and says hi. I start smiling, then I say, "I`m bored." so he gets up, and walks next to a wall. So theres a picture hanging on the wall and he moves it, and theres a safe. He opens it and gets a drawing notebook out for me and my friend. So we start drawing and later he says, "Can I see your drawings?" and my friend shows him her drawing. But I don`t show mine. And he begs, "C`mon please?" and I`m like, "No no no!" and I start blushing, cause it was kinda a picture of me and him. So he gets all sad, and turns back around. And the lady starts crying, and I`m like, "ITS OKAY. YOUR BABY WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU IN YOUR HEART, AND SHE`LL BE WATCHING YOU DOWN FROM HEAVEN!" thinking everyone will get all happy, and the mom will feel comfort. Instead everyone gets all mad, and tries killing me. But Michael saves me. And we fall in love, well actually he already liked him from the beginning of the dream. So the funeral is over, and a giant fat Cinderalla carries the blue coffin to the graveyard. And Michael is all staring at it like with a "what the hell" face. Then he says, "Um can something else carry the coffin?" and they get a funeral car to carry it. So then, he looks at me, and he`s about to kiss me. Then before he can kiss me, I wake up. xDwow... that is crazy XD I like the part with the "what the hell" face. I can TOTALLY imagine it lolz
Lol, in my dream when he made the "what the hell" face, it was so cute. Hahaa, its funny how he`s about to kiss me, then I wake up. But its kinda sad too, I wanna see what it would look like to see him kiss me. Because in my dream half of it is from my point of view, and then the other half (like towards the end of my dream) is like a bird`s point of view. Ya get what I mean? |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 9:51 pm
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petit mitaines UnKnown Bitter petit mitaines i__am__sailor__saturn I had a dream that I was talking to his kids...
We were in Neverland...
And Michael just walks and he's like you wanna play foosball?
And we nod...
I woke up...
STUPID! I WANTED TO SEE MICHAEL PLAY FOOSBALL! AAAGH!
Oh, and I must be the only one with the WEIRDEST dream cause I had a dream and it went like this:
I was with my best friend, it was 1984. (Idk why, I wasn`t even born back then, lol) We were like 21 or 22 years old, and we were at a big funeral at Disney World. And there were lots of people. So like a small shiny blue coffin finally arrives inside the room where the funeral was being held. And this lady starts sobbing and tackles the coffin, because a baby died. So like, me and my friend are really bored. Then I ask my friend, "Who is sitting in front of us? because the seat it empty, but its reserved." cause theres a seat infront of me, and no ones sitting there. So then all of a sudden 'Thriller Era' Michael walks by and says, "Don`t mind if I sit here right?" and he smiles. I start fangirl screaming, and my friend is all staring at me. I screamed, "ITS MICHAEL JACKSON!" and the people don`t hear me (somehow), other than my friend and Michael. So he sits down in front of me, and turns around, and says hi. I start smiling, then I say, "I`m bored." so he gets up, and walks next to a wall. So theres a picture hanging on the wall and he moves it, and theres a safe. He opens it and gets a drawing notebook out for me and my friend. So we start drawing and later he says, "Can I see your drawings?" and my friend shows him her drawing. But I don`t show mine. And he begs, "C`mon please?" and I`m like, "No no no!" and I start blushing, cause it was kinda a picture of me and him. So he gets all sad, and turns back around. And the lady starts crying, and I`m like, "ITS OKAY. YOUR BABY WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU IN YOUR HEART, AND SHE`LL BE WATCHING YOU DOWN FROM HEAVEN!" thinking everyone will get all happy, and the mom will feel comfort. Instead everyone gets all mad, and tries killing me. But Michael saves me. And we fall in love, well actually he already liked him from the beginning of the dream. So the funeral is over, and a giant fat Cinderalla carries the blue coffin to the graveyard. And Michael is all staring at it like with a "what the hell" face. Then he says, "Um can something else carry the coffin?" and they get a funeral car to carry it. So then, he looks at me, and he`s about to kiss me. Then before he can kiss me, I wake up. xDwow... that is crazy XD I like the part with the "what the hell" face. I can TOTALLY imagine it lolz
yeah i get what you mean.
I had dream that he kissed me redface
it was...AMAZING XD |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 9:58 pm
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kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie I feel really bad for my hubby, because Michael Jackson has been his favorite person on the planet for as long as he could remember. When he was a little kid he would put on concerts in his drive way and dance like Michael Jackson. He is an amazing impersonator, but he can't get his face right. He asked me if he could have plastic surgery to look like the Bad era. He is overly obsessed, but I don't mind it at all. Oh my lord. The minute he found out Michael Jackson had died you would have thought the world had ended. I have never seen him like that before. omigosh... well your husband loved him alot and that's good. And that's good that you don't mind how much he loves him. But your poor husband! I bet he took the news hard like me and my family did. We were in Vegas and had just walked thru the casino and saw his face on the tv. We went up to our room, checked our phones and they both had tons of messages saying, "Michael Jackson died! I AM SO SORRY!" Not believing it we turned on the tv. Sure enough it was on the news. My husband dropped the remote, turned completely white and started crying. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried while talking to my mom for a while. Then I came out, hugged him as hard as I could and we cried for hours. He still cries when certain things trigger it. I have loved MJ for the last 25 years, I didn't really get to enjoy him until I was 3. I thought my obsession was insane, but my husband completely trumped mine with his own.
For me it didn't hit me till two days later.
Since i heard the news, me and my mom have felt that a part of us died along with him.
My mom saw him and his brother when they first started out so she's felt that she's grown up with them and watched them grow up.
For me, I was raised listen to three things: Hispanic music, Disco (I love disco XD) and Michael.
We had the original Thriller cd and we would always play it and make up routines and stuff.
He was a huge part of my childhood and I loved him all my life.
I felt like he helped me grow up, in a sense.
So the Saturday following his passing I was like a mute; I was numb all over my body; I coud barely talk and I spaced out alot just thinking about him and not having him in my life anymore.
It really hit me during the memorial when I first saw the casket.
I broke down badly. |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:05 pm
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UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie I feel really bad for my hubby, because Michael Jackson has been his favorite person on the planet for as long as he could remember. When he was a little kid he would put on concerts in his drive way and dance like Michael Jackson. He is an amazing impersonator, but he can't get his face right. He asked me if he could have plastic surgery to look like the Bad era. He is overly obsessed, but I don't mind it at all. Oh my lord. The minute he found out Michael Jackson had died you would have thought the world had ended. I have never seen him like that before. omigosh... well your husband loved him alot and that's good. And that's good that you don't mind how much he loves him. But your poor husband! I bet he took the news hard like me and my family did. We were in Vegas and had just walked thru the casino and saw his face on the tv. We went up to our room, checked our phones and they both had tons of messages saying, "Michael Jackson died! I AM SO SORRY!" Not believing it we turned on the tv. Sure enough it was on the news. My husband dropped the remote, turned completely white and started crying. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried while talking to my mom for a while. Then I came out, hugged him as hard as I could and we cried for hours. He still cries when certain things trigger it. I have loved MJ for the last 25 years, I didn't really get to enjoy him until I was 3. I thought my obsession was insane, but my husband completely trumped mine with his own. For me it didn't hit me till two days later. Since i heard the news, me and my mom have felt that a part of us died along with him. My mom saw him and his brother when they first started out so she's felt that she's grown up with them and watched them grow up. For me, I was raised listen to three things: Hispanic music, Disco (I love disco XD) and Michael. We had the original Thriller cd and we would always play it and make up routines and stuff. He was a huge part of my childhood and I loved him all my life. I felt like he helped me grow up, in a sense. So the Saturday following his passing I was like a mute; I was numb all over my body; I coud barely talk and I spaced out alot just thinking about him and not having him in my life anymore. It really hit me during the memorial when I first saw the casket. I broke down badly.
The memorial was tough to watch, but only because I knew what it was for. Every time I had a visual of the casket it became more real. The worst though was watching the BET Awards at the end. Janet took the stage and began to talk about her brother. At first I thought I would be alright and then they started to sing I'll Be There and it was an instant sob fest. My whole body was trembling.
I also grew up with Michael Jackson. I remember one summer where I listened to Bad over and over until the tape finally wore out. I collected his albums on vinyl when I was a teenager. Now that he's gone I feel like I have to scramble to get the rest of the albums I am missing, because they keep going up in price. I hate that people are making a profit off of his death. |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:09 pm
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kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie I feel really bad for my hubby, because Michael Jackson has been his favorite person on the planet for as long as he could remember. When he was a little kid he would put on concerts in his drive way and dance like Michael Jackson. He is an amazing impersonator, but he can't get his face right. He asked me if he could have plastic surgery to look like the Bad era. He is overly obsessed, but I don't mind it at all. Oh my lord. The minute he found out Michael Jackson had died you would have thought the world had ended. I have never seen him like that before. omigosh... well your husband loved him alot and that's good. And that's good that you don't mind how much he loves him. But your poor husband! I bet he took the news hard like me and my family did. We were in Vegas and had just walked thru the casino and saw his face on the tv. We went up to our room, checked our phones and they both had tons of messages saying, "Michael Jackson died! I AM SO SORRY!" Not believing it we turned on the tv. Sure enough it was on the news. My husband dropped the remote, turned completely white and started crying. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried while talking to my mom for a while. Then I came out, hugged him as hard as I could and we cried for hours. He still cries when certain things trigger it. I have loved MJ for the last 25 years, I didn't really get to enjoy him until I was 3. I thought my obsession was insane, but my husband completely trumped mine with his own. For me it didn't hit me till two days later. Since i heard the news, me and my mom have felt that a part of us died along with him. My mom saw him and his brother when they first started out so she's felt that she's grown up with them and watched them grow up. For me, I was raised listen to three things: Hispanic music, Disco (I love disco XD) and Michael. We had the original Thriller cd and we would always play it and make up routines and stuff. He was a huge part of my childhood and I loved him all my life. I felt like he helped me grow up, in a sense. So the Saturday following his passing I was like a mute; I was numb all over my body; I coud barely talk and I spaced out alot just thinking about him and not having him in my life anymore. It really hit me during the memorial when I first saw the casket. I broke down badly. The memorial was tough to watch, but only because I knew what it was for. Every time I had a visual of the casket it became more real. The worst though was watching the BET Awards at the end. Janet took the stage and began to talk about her brother. At first I thought I would be alright and then they started to sing I'll Be There and it was an instant sob fest. My whole body was trembling. I also grew up with Michael Jackson. I remember one summer where I listened to Bad over and over until the tape finally wore out. I collected his albums on vinyl when I was a teenager. Now that he's gone I feel like I have to scramble to get the rest of the albums I am missing, because they keep going up in price. I hate that people are making a profit off of his death.
Nancy Grace was talking about how horrible it is that people are trying to make money off of him now; it is horrible
people are pricing his stuff on ebay high and everything; it's disgusting
and I cried watching the BET Awards too.
I thought I'd be ok until the song; broke down righ there
I can't listen to that song right now; makes me cry |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:11 pm
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UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie I feel really bad for my hubby, because Michael Jackson has been his favorite person on the planet for as long as he could remember. When he was a little kid he would put on concerts in his drive way and dance like Michael Jackson. He is an amazing impersonator, but he can't get his face right. He asked me if he could have plastic surgery to look like the Bad era. He is overly obsessed, but I don't mind it at all. Oh my lord. The minute he found out Michael Jackson had died you would have thought the world had ended. I have never seen him like that before. omigosh... well your husband loved him alot and that's good. And that's good that you don't mind how much he loves him. But your poor husband! I bet he took the news hard like me and my family did. We were in Vegas and had just walked thru the casino and saw his face on the tv. We went up to our room, checked our phones and they both had tons of messages saying, "Michael Jackson died! I AM SO SORRY!" Not believing it we turned on the tv. Sure enough it was on the news. My husband dropped the remote, turned completely white and started crying. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried while talking to my mom for a while. Then I came out, hugged him as hard as I could and we cried for hours. He still cries when certain things trigger it. I have loved MJ for the last 25 years, I didn't really get to enjoy him until I was 3. I thought my obsession was insane, but my husband completely trumped mine with his own. For me it didn't hit me till two days later. Since i heard the news, me and my mom have felt that a part of us died along with him. My mom saw him and his brother when they first started out so she's felt that she's grown up with them and watched them grow up. For me, I was raised listen to three things: Hispanic music, Disco (I love disco XD) and Michael. We had the original Thriller cd and we would always play it and make up routines and stuff. He was a huge part of my childhood and I loved him all my life. I felt like he helped me grow up, in a sense. So the Saturday following his passing I was like a mute; I was numb all over my body; I coud barely talk and I spaced out alot just thinking about him and not having him in my life anymore. It really hit me during the memorial when I first saw the casket. I broke down badly. The memorial was tough to watch, but only because I knew what it was for. Every time I had a visual of the casket it became more real. The worst though was watching the BET Awards at the end. Janet took the stage and began to talk about her brother. At first I thought I would be alright and then they started to sing I'll Be There and it was an instant sob fest. My whole body was trembling. I also grew up with Michael Jackson. I remember one summer where I listened to Bad over and over until the tape finally wore out. I collected his albums on vinyl when I was a teenager. Now that he's gone I feel like I have to scramble to get the rest of the albums I am missing, because they keep going up in price. I hate that people are making a profit off of his death. Nancy Grace was talking about how horrible it is that people are trying to make money off of him now; it is horrible people are pricing his stuff on ebay high and everything; it's disgusting and I cried watching the BET Awards too. I thought I'd be ok until the song; broke down righ there I can't listen to that song right now; makes me cry
I hear you, my dear. It'll get better with time. He wouldn't want us to be sad!! <3 |
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:18 pm
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kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie UnKnown Bitter kendrazombie We were in Vegas and had just walked thru the casino and saw his face on the tv. We went up to our room, checked our phones and they both had tons of messages saying, "Michael Jackson died! I AM SO SORRY!" Not believing it we turned on the tv. Sure enough it was on the news. My husband dropped the remote, turned completely white and started crying. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried while talking to my mom for a while. Then I came out, hugged him as hard as I could and we cried for hours. He still cries when certain things trigger it. I have loved MJ for the last 25 years, I didn't really get to enjoy him until I was 3. I thought my obsession was insane, but my husband completely trumped mine with his own. For me it didn't hit me till two days later. Since i heard the news, me and my mom have felt that a part of us died along with him. My mom saw him and his brother when they first started out so she's felt that she's grown up with them and watched them grow up. For me, I was raised listen to three things: Hispanic music, Disco (I love disco XD) and Michael. We had the original Thriller cd and we would always play it and make up routines and stuff. He was a huge part of my childhood and I loved him all my life. I felt like he helped me grow up, in a sense. So the Saturday following his passing I was like a mute; I was numb all over my body; I coud barely talk and I spaced out alot just thinking about him and not having him in my life anymore. It really hit me during the memorial when I first saw the casket. I broke down badly. The memorial was tough to watch, but only because I knew what it was for. Every time I had a visual of the casket it became more real. The worst though was watching the BET Awards at the end. Janet took the stage and began to talk about her brother. At first I thought I would be alright and then they started to sing I'll Be There and it was an instant sob fest. My whole body was trembling. I also grew up with Michael Jackson. I remember one summer where I listened to Bad over and over until the tape finally wore out. I collected his albums on vinyl when I was a teenager. Now that he's gone I feel like I have to scramble to get the rest of the albums I am missing, because they keep going up in price. I hate that people are making a profit off of his death. Nancy Grace was talking about how horrible it is that people are trying to make money off of him now; it is horrible people are pricing his stuff on ebay high and everything; it's disgusting and I cried watching the BET Awards too. I thought I'd be ok until the song; broke down righ there I can't listen to that song right now; makes me cry I hear you, my dear. It'll get better with time. He wouldn't want us to be sad!! <3
very much!
He'd want us to continue singing and dancing to his music and making sure the next generation and the generations after that know and celebrate his musical legacy! |
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 11:55 am
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UnKnown Bitter petit mitaines UnKnown Bitter petit mitaines i__am__sailor__saturn I had a dream that I was talking to his kids...
We were in Neverland...
And Michael just walks and he's like you wanna play foosball?
And we nod...
I woke up...
STUPID! I WANTED TO SEE MICHAEL PLAY FOOSBALL! AAAGH!
Oh, and I must be the only one with the WEIRDEST dream cause I had a dream and it went like this:
I was with my best friend, it was 1984. (Idk why, I wasn`t even born back then, lol) We were like 21 or 22 years old, and we were at a big funeral at Disney World. And there were lots of people. So like a small shiny blue coffin finally arrives inside the room where the funeral was being held. And this lady starts sobbing and tackles the coffin, because a baby died. So like, me and my friend are really bored. Then I ask my friend, "Who is sitting in front of us? because the seat it empty, but its reserved." cause theres a seat infront of me, and no ones sitting there. So then all of a sudden 'Thriller Era' Michael walks by and says, "Don`t mind if I sit here right?" and he smiles. I start fangirl screaming, and my friend is all staring at me. I screamed, "ITS MICHAEL JACKSON!" and the people don`t hear me (somehow), other than my friend and Michael. So he sits down in front of me, and turns around, and says hi. I start smiling, then I say, "I`m bored." so he gets up, and walks next to a wall. So theres a picture hanging on the wall and he moves it, and theres a safe. He opens it and gets a drawing notebook out for me and my friend. So we start drawing and later he says, "Can I see your drawings?" and my friend shows him her drawing. But I don`t show mine. And he begs, "C`mon please?" and I`m like, "No no no!" and I start blushing, cause it was kinda a picture of me and him. So he gets all sad, and turns back around. And the lady starts crying, and I`m like, "ITS OKAY. YOUR BABY WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU IN YOUR HEART, AND SHE`LL BE WATCHING YOU DOWN FROM HEAVEN!" thinking everyone will get all happy, and the mom will feel comfort. Instead everyone gets all mad, and tries killing me. But Michael saves me. And we fall in love, well actually he already liked him from the beginning of the dream. So the funeral is over, and a giant fat Cinderalla carries the blue coffin to the graveyard. And Michael is all staring at it like with a "what the hell" face. Then he says, "Um can something else carry the coffin?" and they get a funeral car to carry it. So then, he looks at me, and he`s about to kiss me. Then before he can kiss me, I wake up. xDwow... that is crazy XD I like the part with the "what the hell" face. I can TOTALLY imagine it lolz yeah i get what you mean. I had dream that he kissed me redface it was...AMAZING XD
Lucky. xD
I`m still waiting for a dream that he kisses me. Cause I always wake up before he is about to do something romantic to me. |
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 12:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 10:13 pm
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