(I have just woken up, so most of this more than likely will make no sense, and will have lots of spelling mistakes )

As my title says... pleases don't hate me...

Just before I went to bed last night, mum came in and told me about Micheal Jackson's death. All I can say is that it feels pretty surreal to hear about it. Not that I lost any sleep over it, as I'm not a Micheal Jackson fan, in fact I never really liked him at all (other than some of his music). But I'm just one of those people that find it hard to understand just how some people can become so famous while others don't.

I found out that I can be a really horrid person when it comes to people/things I don't like, as my first reaction was "oh dear, really? was there too much plastic in his blood or something?" *smacks myself for being so nasty* But when that whole child-touching thing happened and he went to court and all that bollocks, I just lost any ounce of respect I ever had for him (and also, what kind of person dangles a baby out of a window ).

It's a shame that it seems like I'll only remember him as the weirdo who's face could fall apart at any moment, and I don't want too, because I want to remember him as he used to be before he went one plastic nose too far (I really like the Thriller video... that was when he was great).

Just because I don't like him doesn't mean I'm not sad of his passing. I just hope that after a few days people will just leave it be and carry on with their lives (and also if after a week all I still hear about is this, I will start to pull my own hair out ... *sweatdrops*).