I'll Be There

is a really good song. But he's not there anymore.

Okay, so I guess it's about time I decided to actually sit down and blog about Michael Jackson. I admit, upon first hearing about his death, I didn't really react strongly about it or anything, it was kind of just like, "Oh, well that's sad." *moves on*

But then later on, as I began to hear his music being played in cafes, radio stations, etc., it kind of hit me. Michael Jackson is gone. He's dead.
I have to say that I am extremely sad for his loss. I didn't realize how much I love his music and dancing until so many songs by him were being played on TV, and I actually knew all of them. Plus, I'm getting more into hip hop dancing and I noticed how much of an idol he is in the world of dance.

His legacy is well-known.. He broke racial barriers in the music industry. Racial barriers in the world in general. He had killer dance moves. He invented the moon walk. He used up all of his money to help children. He wanted the world to be united in peace. His singing voice was amazing. If it wasn't for his existence, I am POSITIVE the world would not operate in the way it does today. Would we have the same type of dance moves? Would every music artist in America be white?

As I was watching some MJ music videos today on youtube, it made me angry to see those hateful comments. People saying he molested children. People saying he's a retard for bleaching his skin. People saying "did you notice that in that video he was surrounded by little boys!" Such ignorant people! I feel sorry for Michael, the media tried creating scandal after scandal out of his everyday life. They twisted all of his actions to sound like those of a criminal. They were so judgemental that it disgusts me. And because of all of this, Michael never got to experience a "normal" life. He didn't have a childhood because his father would abuse him, and force him to record songs in a studio although all he wanted to do was play at the park across the street (I watched 20/20!). It's no wonder he wanted to help so much children when he was older, because he was still a child at heart and wanted to make sure that no one else would lose their childhood. But of course, the media made this instead look like creepiness, as if he were a pedophile. Then there were those accusations that he inappropriately touched children, but there was no proof! Have you ever thought that the parents who accused him of this, if they lost the case they wouldn't lose any money, but if they won the case they would get $20 million?! They were just sick, money-hungry individuals that had no consideration for MJ's reputation. It sickens me. And the whole "creepy bleached skin" thing, he had no control over it! He had a freakin' skin disorder that would leave his skin incredibly patchy--some would be dark, some light. So he took medications that would even out his skintone, and one of the ingredients causes bleaching of the skin. Geez, ignorant people thinking he was just a creepy person who was insane.

Sigh, I know millions of people are incredibly distressed over Michael Jackson's death, just like me. I just despise the inconsiderate people who don't look past his outward appearance of white skin and plastic surgery and notice the amazing things he had accomplished in his lifetime. As if they have the right to insult him like they knew him personally as a creepy criminal.

Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen...

WAS SO AWESOME!

I had been excited and anticipated this movie for THE longest time! And oh boy, the movie did not disappoint. I was totally captivated in the movie the whole 2 and a half hours. In fact, I'm gonna watch it again this Sunday with some friends in IMAX instead.

Unlike other action/adventure movies, this one wasn't very predictable, which made me very happy haha. Actually, there were a couple of parts where I was just like, "AHHHH NO!" or "O____O" or "T_____T" or "GASP" inside my head because I didn't expect it to happen. Woot woooooo!

Okay, I don't have much to say just because I'm still in fan-obsession mode. Which means I'll just say nonsense that shows how much I love the movie but not any reasons for my love of it.

Oh, and before I didn't care for Shia Labeouf very much but now I find him attractive/hawt haha. Remember, I'm in fan-obsession mode so forget all my non-intellectual/weird statements.






Is it just me or does he still sometimes remind of you of way back when he was a litto kiddo on Even Stevens?

Rambling instantaneously.

I hate how when I blog, I have this uncontrollable tendency to ramble on and on. Yeah, blogs help me think and vent or whatever, but I always end up making the posts so unnecessarily long :(

Extroverts rule the world.

I just read the article here that I saw posted up on Elizabeth's Monotonous Spontaneity blog (yes, I am one of those random readers that like to drop by and read about other people's life and epiphanies. It's entertaining.) Anyways, the article is about Introverts, and how their minds work. After reading about it, I'm utterly confused. I feel like I would categorize myself as an introvert but at the same time I notice I somewhat relate to an extrovert as well. So I guess right now I have what you'd call, an identity crisis. Am I an introvert or an extrovert?

So, introverts have a majority of characteristics that relate to me. I like a lot of "me" time. Also what my friends would know as: I never pick up my phone. I tend to not reply to text messages. I never sign on AIM or MSN unless I really feel like talking to someone. And at times I find myself completely daydreaming when my friends talk to me because, well, I find the top boring or I see no direction in the conversation (any friends who read this, please don't kill me, that's just how my mind works apparently). I also sometimes make excuses for not being able to webcam/Skype simply because I do not want to interact with another person at the moment (again, please don't kill me, especially Carmen). I love my alone time. Whenever I have spring break or winter break, I find myself spending the majority of the time in my room, reading, blogging, check my facebook a few times, eating, whatever. But in the week of break I completely break off contact with my friends usually. Summer break is a little different because I can't go 3 whole months without interaction with friends. That's just being antisocial then.

The part where I get into being an extrovert is that I really can't live without being with other people. I thrive on hangouts and being with my friends, but then again I don't want to spend too much time with them. It's weird. I remember like this whole month where I didn't talk to my best friend on the phone for like at least 3 weeks or more and I felt incredibly lonely, because I felt like we didn't talk that much. Plus, there are times when I just HAVE to go hang out with people, even if we're doing the most boring, most stupid thing in the world. Like right now, I REALLY want to go hang out with some friends. I don't know if it's because I actually want their company or if I just want to escape this house so that I can get away from my mom, but yeah, I really want NEED to hang out.

But then do my little "extrovert" traits still go into the introvert category? Because it's not like introverts completely hate being with other people or anything. In fact, the article mentioned that we are not shy and definitely not misanthropic. Introverts just find other people tiring.

Haha okay, I just sorted out everything in my head. I'm definitely an introvert. Actually, now that I re-read that article, I feel like it's describing me exactly. This totally explains why after I hang out with my friends for a day, the second I get home I completely wipe out and feel dead. Even if we weren't doing anything that was energy-consuming. And this explains why I love love love going to the gym at night, when there's barely anyone left.

I must say that I appreciate this writer for saying such a true fact:
"The worst of it is that extroverts have no idea of the torment they put us through. Sometimes, as we gasp for air amid the fog of their 98-percent-content-free talk, we wonder if extroverts even bother to listen to themselves."

Yup, I hate pointless talking that leads to nowhere. And I suck at small talk, it gets really awkward. I either can be very easy to talk to if you like to get into deep discussions or be the most awkward person ever if you talk about things I have no interest in whatsoever.

Hooray for epiphanies. Darn extroverts ruining my days.

Mother Beeper.

Wow, I've neglected this blog for a long time. School really kills you in the last month with finals and everything. Anyways, now that school is out, I've been extremely excited for some summer happiness. Time to relax and sleep, right? WRONG. Not with my darn mom nagging and nagging me.

Yes, I understand my room is incredibly messy.

Yes, I know that there are a lot of weeds in our yard. Yes, I know clothes are all over my room. But REALLY, can I please just freakin' relax and take a break on the FIRST WEEK OF SUMMER BREAK? I have like 2 and a half months to do all that other crap, just let me sleep now.

Agh she says that if I don't clean up all of my room and closet by this week she won't let me to to my dance team meeting on Friday. I think that is freakin' retarded, because it's not even a hangout sort of thing, it's a MEETING. for dance. I really don't get why I have to finish cleaning my room in just the first few days of summer, because then that means I have less things to do throughout my summer. Ahhhhhhh mom has been frustrating me so much, it's just ridiculous.

I really want to get OUT OF THIS HOUSE. Get a job or something. Why do I have to be so young! I'm so happy I'm out of school, yet at the same time, I feel like I'm getting more stress than I ever did while in school just because of the fact that I'm stuck at home with MOM ALL DAY. I want Hip Hop Club to start at the college already, so that way I can escape the home for a few hours a few days a week. And hopefully hang out with Jordan, Andy, Raissa, Jessica, Dalika, Albee, and all those other people. -__-"

My house is my prison. Except it's like the "guard" keeps telling me to clean up my cell. And that I can't get any visits or phone calls until my cell is all neat and tidy.