Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Greatest Performer...EVER!


Turns out I am not the only zombie in the house. My mom and dad are both having their “grieving moment” in their own ways. My mom who is a self proclaimed MJ fan eversince "Ben" days ordered and bought several MJ Concert DVDs and I caught my dad whose eyes are always glued to Federrer's games, watching MTV because of their tribute to MJ - and all along, I thought I was the only one affected with his death in the family. But no...even my grandparents are affected too. Anyway, my mom was lucky enough to found a copy of Michael's Live in Bucharest concert and last monday night we stayed up till 3am watching it. I woke up with a huge smile and the biggest eye bags...

The concert was...

EYE POPPING

HEART STOPPING

and

BREATH TAKING

It gives a surreal feeling and

Michael Jackson was:

Incredible

Brilliant

Marvelous

He's just so great! If not the greatest, he's the best!

And I haven't realized this before but actually, MJ is really sexy. He has this sexy appeal that you can't ignore--perhaps that's why ladies can't stop oggling him so I am wondering why the gay issues came up. It's nonsense. And he's really cute...in a very special childish way.

And his dancers? I never payed attention to them before but now that I took time to notice, they were really... AMUSING! I had a stomach ache because I laughed too much while watching their "Beat it" dance number. Imagine "tough and scary" looking guys swaying their hips and swinging their legs...isn't that hysterical?

Last Monday night, I forgot for a moment that Michael is gone...
It's really hard to imagine.
I think it will take months and months before this fact will sink in to my brain.

In the meantime, I will enjoy the memories I have of him...

The saddest thing about death is it's also the time when you realize how much you like and love the person and how much you appreciate the good things about him...only he's gone already and there's no way he can know about it anymore.

It's raining today...
and I still have a few buckets of tears to pour.





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