The King of Pop died 2am, today.
Cardiac arrest.

My reaction to the news: Ha-no, you're kidding.

That was when Ayu told me. When I saw the news online,
was absolutely gobsmacked.
Still remember when my Granddad & Dad introduced
MJ to me. Esp his famous moonwalk. I still have all
of his albums belonging to my Dad somewhere in the old radio cupboard.
I love MJ. I really do. He was my guilty pleasure.

Perhaps I should start wearing
black jackets with excessive gold studs.
In mourning to the legendary MJ.
All my love to you.
Rest in peace.




p/s: I fucking hate ants.
Plus any other form of insects.
No more food in my room anymore. :(