The day the music died..

Thursday June 25th. The world was saddened by Michael Jackson's death.

It will be one of those days, that no matter where you were, or what you were doing. You will remember the exact moment that you found out about his passing.

I was poolside with my friends and family when rumours sparked about Michael Jackson's death. I thought they were just that; rumours.

I rushed home to tune into msnbc news. The king of pop was indeed dead. He had died of cardiac arrest in his Los Angeles home at 2.15 pm.

I don't think anybody could have predicted or forseen the immediate effect his death had on the world.

Crowds of people stood motionless outside the Los Angeles hospital. Some crying, while others held tightly onto memorablia and signs of the king himself, paying their final tributes.

Every single news channel was broadcasting his death and every single music station was playing his songs. The world was definately in mourning only hours after the news had spread.

Looking back on Michael's last years, i don't think he knew just how appreciated he was. There were so many vicious and hurtful rumours circulating that Michael has spent the last 5 years living as a recluse.

It saddens me to the core to think that he died feeling he was unappreciated and hated. He gove up so much of his life to entertain us, to bless us with his magnificent talent.

And for anyone who has ever watched the 4 hour documentary "The Jackson 5" knows just how hard a road he had travelled in becoming the person he was today.

Some of my greatest childhood memories are those with the backdrop of one of Michaels catchy tunes. Thriller was my favorite and i saved up for a whole month when i was 8 just to buy the video. My sister and I watched it so many times that the tape popped out. Or trying so hard to do the moonwalk in our socks, we could never get it right. Or crying when i found out he was to marry Elvis' daughter. Or making up hip hop dances in highschool to his edgier tunes.

His music meant the world to me.

Its hard to explain to anyone how much of an impact his death had on the world that day. Every person will have a different story.

For me it was hearing his wonderful music being played on every station in a tribute to the king of pop. Standing in line at walmart and every person purchasing books, cd's and dvd's of the king of pop. Seeing groups of people staring blankly at the television with tears of sadness streaming down their faces. The crowds of people in NYC And L.A. who had made signs and came out to pay there respects one last time.

Things like this unite the world.

I hope that Michael Jackson is looking down on all of this from heaven, and he can move on knowing he was appreciated, knowing he has inspired lives, knowing he touched people in a way no other artist could, knowing he died the "King of pop".

Most of all i want him to know that we were all truely blessed by his music, and he will forever live on through his fans, his music and his unforgettable talent.

R.I.P. Michael Jackson, you have touched us all.

1958-2009

Bruk, Bruk. Chicken head..

There comes a time in every married womans life, were she finds herself being challenged by females..

I'm not talking your average female, who may come in the form of a waitress throwing your man the eye as you share a meal together.

No.

I'm talking about those broke ass, bottom feeding, no values, chicken heads.

I despise what they stand for. It makes me wanna go and get myself tested for STD's.

My man is a loyal man, who only has eyes for the woman he married. WHY?? Because people, he is not stupid. He knows i can give him everything he needs and more.

I am a woman, an independant woman. I have class and values. I am attractive and sexy. But i can turn the heat up when it needs to be turned up.

For these reasons my husband has never strayed, nor will he ever.

My man has made it very clear to me that i am the ONLY woman for him. He doesn't need to look at those other hoes, unless i'm looking aswell.

So why i ask?. Do these broke ass hoes think they can hit my man up on myspace and he is going to reply.. PeeLeasee bitch!

Ask me how i know these hoes be hittin my man up.

Because my man be laughing wit me when we read what there broke asses be writing to him.

Stupid heffas.

I'm not mad about it, i just find it funny. How much self disrespect can you have for yourself anf fellow females if you go round myspace lurking on married mens pages and think you can hit them up and they gonna reply..

I see these females all the time. They are the ones who's myspace pictures consist of self protraits taken by themself, usually showin there huge asses or saggy tits.

They have names like EyEKandy, baddestbitch etc.. Spare me.

I know why your ass don't have a man, cause your a whore. Plain and simple..

And no man wants to be with a whore. maybe for one or two nights. But you aint nothing to get excited about. So do us all a favour, next time you go and hit up a married man, thinking he gonna hit you back, think about the woman that man is married too, and get like her...

Ima say it in your language ok snaggle tooth...

Bitches get like me...