Micheal Jackson. Pop King.
No, not those exploding stuff that goes pop, the music genre's name! Define it in a dictionary then. MJ was, no, not Mary Jane, or those MJ's outlet in malls, MICHEAL JACKSON. MJ was highly respected by tons of people, and I do think Obama does respect him. So entirely he's like, god?
Though his face is a little..... freaky, he's a great singer, he's a great dancer, and he's a great.... human. It's a little pitiful for having a sorrow childhood, nor having a pathetic adulthood too, but he still managed to live till 50. So he's strong.
We people, are sending and have sent regards to you. You have truly been a great man. So although you are dead, you always live in our lives, we knew there's Micheal, and there's Micheal. Gee, never thought I could type such stuff about him, oh well....
Parents are back from Korea, yay! They got Kimchi, and somesort of pencilcase, I mean seriously adorable pencilcase, from Everland, and much more. Just felt so relieved that they are back, least I knew I'm getting some cash, :D
Concert practice sucks crap. Imagine you sitting on a chair facing a table leaning on a bag with another bag beside your feet doing nothing for 2 damned hours. I survived, in another way, but I died, in patience. Madam Siva is our concert practice teacher, O.O!!!! Should I join something?(No choir, I AM N E V E R TAKING CHOIR)
Madam Norasimah's hospitalized!!!O.O!!!!! Every student got shocked and stunned and stunned and shocked and shocked and shocked and.... should be stunned right? Nevermind, and freaked out. She is, probably, the kindest geography teacher I ever had, Madam Zainab, our relief teacher, is AN IDIOT. Not to mention but SHE'S TRULY AN IDIOT. COME BACK MADAM NORASIMAH!!!!*sobbs
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