i’ll be there.
Lately I’ve been going crazy over Michael Jackson; god I miss him! I’ve loved him since I was a baby…so yes the news of his death kills me. At the end of his memorial service, his daughter Paris spoke and cried. It got to me. What on earth will I do when my loved ones die? They know I believe in ghosts…and my dad has threatened to haunt me…I was like “Dad please don’t…” but, he will. I know it. When I get married and have kids, I can only hope that I go before them. I’d lose it if my children or husband died before me. Lose it. My grandmother died before her mother and I remember going to the funeral; it was awful. Saddening. I also don’t want my life to be mourned over. I want my funeral to be a party. I want fun music and my favorite foods and I want people to tell funny stories about me. I don’t want people to cry. Ever. Just because the persons body isn’t there anymore, doesn’t mean they aren’t around anymore. Anyways though, I have a boyfriend and I’m so happy. Nick and I will be together for a while, I’m sure. Though his college is 3 hours away, I’m still willing to make it work. I’m tired of dating so maybe him and I will last. Who knows though. I’ll let time take its toll on us and if we end up lasting for a long time, then we’ll both be happy. xox
