Taylor Swift
Today, I listened to a song from Taylor Swift and to say...I like it. Taylor Swift seems wholesome to me. She's not like other musicians who sing suggestive lyrics. Like for instances, Lady Gaga -- "I wanna take a ride on your disco stick." I heard Swift's song "You Belong with Me"...very sweet. Maybe, I'm a little old-school. Anyway, those are the few things I like about country -- you can sing about love, family, children, and God. It can never go out of style in that genre and it can stay decent.
Random Blogging...July 28
As I'm listening to Michael Jackson Number Ones, weeks ago, I joined another social networking website called MJSpace, in honor of the late Michael Jackson. Initially, my goal was to find someone who enjoyed Jackson due to my childhood admiration for him. However, in retrospect, I joined a website full of obsessive maniacs. I can recall a girl fainting over Michael Jackson's death. She had to cry herself to sleep and she couldn't eat. She saw him as a God, and now, feels she has nothing to live for. Her condition was so bad, she was taken to the doctor. Another wanted to kill her and almost cut herself. What changed that was realizing that Michael wouldn't want that. I believe her user name is "MJ's Wife." These people make Michael Jackson's kids look more mature. Now, I cried too, but I wouldn't share that mental illness these people have. I don't have it in me to lose my mind over a celebrity who I never met. Eventually, I will remove myself from that website.
Rebecca Schaeffer & United 232...20 Years Ago
This past weekend, two tragic events from 20 years ago...
July 18, 1989...21-year-old actress Rebecca Schaeffer from the sitcom
My Sister Sam and movie
Scenes from the Class Struggle in Beverly Hills was murdered by then-19-year-old Robert John Bardo. Bardo was an obsessed fan who stalked Schaeffer for three years. He shot her at point-blank range at the door of her apartment building. Bardo was later arrested and sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole.
July 19, 1989...United Airlines flight 232 was a scheduled flight from the now-disestablished Stapleton International Airport in Denver, Colorado, only to stopover at O'Hare International Airport in Chicago, Illinois and make a final stop at Philadelphia International Airport. The Douglas DC-10 aircraft suffered an uncontained failure of number 2 engine which destroyed all three of the aircraft's hydraulic systems. Due to the lost of control other than the thrust levers for the two remaining engines, UA 232 broke up during an emergency landing on the runway at Sioux City, Iowa. Of 285 passengers, 112 perished as one of the 11 crew members.
Random Blogging...July 19
I had a bad week at work. However, hopefully, things will change and get better starting tomorrow. I'll said more, later.
I'm accepting Michael Jackson's death pretty well (really, his family and friends has the right to be sadder than I am). I think intially I was sad not just because of the loss of his life...it was the loss of the Michael Jackson we once adored. I agreed that he was more handsome shortly after
Thriller was released, but since last month, I think about with deeper thought. He was worth a watch back in '84. Sometimes, I think it was a mistake that I wasn't born in 1970...that way I would admire and probably contact him as a teen.
I've been struggling in finding the best price to fly back to Los Angeles. I really wanna return for my birthday. Since, virtually all the prices failed me, I will use my frequent flyer miles and fly with United...the only airline I use to travel.
July 18 & 19 was twenty years to the days of two shocking events: the murder of 21-year-old Rebecca Schaeffer (She starred in
My Sister Sam in 1986. If you don't know of her, I don't blame you. It took me watching
Entertainment Tonight to know.) and the crash of United Airlines Flight 232 (It crashed in Sioux City, Iowa.). I will write more about those, later.
Michael Jackson's Fans Commit Suicide
Even since June 25, I've been thinking a lot about Michael Jackson's death. I've been trying to study his life and I bought newspapers and collector's magazines centering his death. Also, I cried a little bit -- especially after his memorial service. Some people think I have grown obsessed, but when a coworker said others had killed themselves over Michael Jackson, I was shocked. I looked it up, and it was true. Now, I'm not the best person to give advice over suicide, but it's extreme to kill yourself over a celebrity. Don't get me wrong, I feel sad that Michael Jackson died, too. When I was a little girl, I used to admire him. Though, I'm not really boy-crazy, if I was with a male, I would like if their were as handsome and kind as Jackson was. Also, what thinking of his
Thriller era, listening to "Human Nature," thinking about the memorial, and seeing his daughter say her speech have in common...it made me weep. However, it's not enough to end my life over. Michael Jackson made had been called "The King of Pop," but he was simply just an entertainer. He wasn't like God...he was human. To end this, all I can say for his suicidal fans...seek help if you feel this way. Trust me -- life will go on.
