Michael Jackson.
It was tonight that I were to have witnessed your amazing spectacle, if you hadn't have left us, of course. Coincidently though, your 'this is it' dvd arrived today and so I shall watch that after the night's activites instead (an alternative to much needed maths revision). It's upsetting though, that I couldn't see you live. It would have been the most interesting and outstanding performances to be seen in my lifetime, I am sure of it. Something I really, truly would never have forgotten. Nor will I forget the night I found out of your death, I'll have you know. Or the sleepless nights the following week (uh huh, it's true). Since I was little and listened to you on my dad's cassettes in the car every journey I wanted to see you and so used the unexpected opportunity to make this happen. I was just under six months away from seeing you perform and, you died on us. You're legend will live on, yes, but I cannot watch/just listen to you perform under the same roof as me anymore. It's not possible.
It's almost laughable and seems pathetic, even though I love the sport, that they are using the O2 arena tonight to hold a netball match! An important one at that, but instead of the King of Pop? Oo, yes, no it is fair to say it's a close second.. *-) pft.
So really, Michael, I'm complaining to you for your inconvenient death, yes.
Rest in peace.
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