Last Tribute to MJ

slept late yday just to watch MJ's public memorial over in the internet. channel 5 was slow and did not catch it live. so i did lay down on my bed wanting to close my eyes with the laptop still on but i was telling myself i cannot miss this cause i wanna see his children and also the family giving a speech. to see his dead body lying there in the coffin seems pretty sad. he's body been undergoing several tests just to find the cause of death. cruel, aren't they? imagine being buried without your brain intact. this is the price he have to pay for the fame huh?

and so i waited, they sang my fave rendition of I'll be there from Mariah. and finally the family came on stage. from being so slpy, trying to keep myself awake, i actually cried. yes, i did and i really don't like it. especially when his daughter, Paris Katherine was there expressing her feelings.

i put myself in her shoes. losing a father and not knowing the mother.

i've nvr been a big fan of MJ but i admire his dance. who the hell can dance like him?!

and now, he's finally resting. away from the papparazzi, away from accusations.

he done his part in this world. have u?