Posts Tagged ‘Sad’

 

D.A.N.C.E.

  06/26/09

Yesterday, Michael Jackson died.

I was at my parents’ house;
My dad called from work to tell me about it.
I said “Wow, that’s so sad”,
And went back to working on my current project.
However, my mom came home upset,
And the rest of my evening plunged into the tragedy.

Most of the publicity has been reverent.
Celebrating his life and mourning is his death.
Recounting his many achievements and contributions to the world.
He was truly original; truly talented; truly beloved.

However, there are disgusting individuals that feed off the misery and faults of celebrities. Even just hours after they’ve passed away. Some do it for free, and others do it for monetary gain. I don’t know which is more disturbing.

Being anti-news, the only Michael Jackson information I had to go on were pathetic comedians and depraved animation.

Among other things,
I learned Michael Jackson provided DNA samples in the child molestation trial. And proved his case so well the buzzards couldn’t even file a civil suit. Previous allegations ended in settlement because lawyer fees would have exceeded the settlement (as they did in the case that went to trial).

Michael Jackson the star. Michael Jackson the icon. Michael Jackson the joke. No one seems to acknowledge him as a person; a human being.
I just hope he is somewhere at peace; happy.

Next Blog:
How much the average person under 21 makes me want to puke.
You’re not average, are you?  wink

 

Hobbs is gone

  03/14/09

3 hours ago…
I put Hobbs in his carrier, rode to the humane society, signed a release, and left him there.

At the shelter,
I mechanically detailed the damage he had done to my home,
Presented my scratched and bitten body for inspection,
And neatly signed my signature.

When I got home,
I cried and called my dad (mom didn’t pick up the phone).
He made me feel a lot better, but I still cry sporadically.

I just feel so guilty and sad,
I got him May 23, 2008 when he was 2 months old.
He has always been a problem child,
But I thought he would straighten out.

The past 10 months have been up, down, up, down.
This last “down” has cost me almost $500.
And I just couldn’t take anymore from a cat that doesn’t allow holding/touching for more than 60 seconds.

I take a little solace in the fact that it’s a no-kill shelter,
And was actually over-crowded with people looking for animals to adopt.

I hate making my blog entries too long.
So, I will blog about my other daunting experience tomorrow.