“We knew something like this would happen!!
Michael Jackson was taken by ambulance from his Holmby Hills home to a nearby Los Angeles hospital on Thursday afternoon!!
Supposedly, the singer went into cardiac arrest and the paramedics had to administer CPR!!!
His mother is even on the way to visit him!!!
We are dubious!!
Jacko pulled a similar stunt when he was getting ready for his big HBO special in ‘95 when he “collapsed” at rehearsal!
He was dragging his heels on that just like his upcoming 50 date London residency at the 02 Arena, of which he already postponed the first few dates!!!
Either he’s lying or making himself sick, but we’re curious to see if he’s able to go on!!!
Get your money back, ticket holders!!!!” [qtd. from PhillyD.tv]
Michael Jackson was taken by ambulance from his Holmby Hills home to a nearby Los Angeles hospital on Thursday afternoon!!
Supposedly, the singer went into cardiac arrest and the paramedics had to administer CPR!!!
His mother is even on the way to visit him!!!
We are dubious!!
Jacko pulled a similar stunt when he was getting ready for his big HBO special in ‘95 when he “collapsed” at rehearsal!
He was dragging his heels on that just like his upcoming 50 date London residency at the 02 Arena, of which he already postponed the first few dates!!!
Either he’s lying or making himself sick, but we’re curious to see if he’s able to go on!!!
Get your money back, ticket holders!!!!” [qtd. from PhillyD.tv]
In response to Pete's question, Perez confirmed that he had indeed written this ignorant, insensitive, and rude entry, but removed it from his website once he "realized the severity of the situation and [his] mistake." This is no excuse for posting that vile and insensitive piece of garbage. No matter how strange his personal life may have been, he was an amazing artist that was loved and respected by millions. Nobody has the right to insult a man who is literally on his deathbed. That is all I am going to say on the matter.
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So, today I had to go to the barn around 10am to go over rules and other things for the summer camp and it was extremely hot. We went over the rules and standard procedures of the camp and then went on a hike through the trails in which we take the kids for hikes and trail rides on the horses. That took about two hours, and then at about noon I helped lead a lesson for an hour. After that, I was looking forward to a lukewarm soy patty and some pineapple (much more delectible than I'm portraying it), when I realized that it was already one o' clock and I had to run back out to the barn and lead another lesson. I scarfed down my soy patty and left my pineapple for later, and, before I knew it, I was leading lessons for nearly four hours! By five thirty, I was sweaty, exhausted, and caked in dirt, hay, horsehair, and god knows what else.
It was SO rediculously hot today. For the past week, it's been nothing but mid-sixties to low seventies and rainy. Dreary as hell. All of a sudden, it's eighty five and burning bright today. I felt dehydrated after all of the lessons.
And the fun doesn't stop there. After my mom (see, mom, I mentioned you.) picked my sister and I up from the barn, we went to the Verizon Wireless store in town. I got the new enV 3 a few weeks ago and last Wednesday it started restarting each time I would have received a text message. I let the phone's battery die and then waited about a day before recharging it and using it, and the glitch went away. It happened again yesterday (Wednesday), and, already having a kinda sucky day, I just got fed up and decided to get it replaced or fixed.
So, first my mother, sister and I went to the town Verizon store and I asked the guy at the counter if he could fix the phone or give me a replacement. Almost before I could even get my words out, he told me that the store wasn't a full-service Verizon and couldn't do anything for me. Sorry. You could go to the Galleria. We asked him if the Verizon in the next town over was a full-service Verizon, but he couldn't even find the phone number in the phone book, let alone answer us. We left the store and tried 411 about four times, and they could not find the store either, connecting me to Verizon's Customer Service Hotline twice and the wrong store another time. On the fourth try, I just hung up. We decided to go to the other store just in case it was full-service.
Since we weren't planning on going to the next town, I called my little brother to tell him that we would be later than my mom told him we'd be, but not to worry because we were going to bring him McDonald's. His response:
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So, today I had to go to the barn around 10am to go over rules and other things for the summer camp and it was extremely hot. We went over the rules and standard procedures of the camp and then went on a hike through the trails in which we take the kids for hikes and trail rides on the horses. That took about two hours, and then at about noon I helped lead a lesson for an hour. After that, I was looking forward to a lukewarm soy patty and some pineapple (much more delectible than I'm portraying it), when I realized that it was already one o' clock and I had to run back out to the barn and lead another lesson. I scarfed down my soy patty and left my pineapple for later, and, before I knew it, I was leading lessons for nearly four hours! By five thirty, I was sweaty, exhausted, and caked in dirt, hay, horsehair, and god knows what else.
It was SO rediculously hot today. For the past week, it's been nothing but mid-sixties to low seventies and rainy. Dreary as hell. All of a sudden, it's eighty five and burning bright today. I felt dehydrated after all of the lessons.
And the fun doesn't stop there. After my mom (see, mom, I mentioned you.) picked my sister and I up from the barn, we went to the Verizon Wireless store in town. I got the new enV 3 a few weeks ago and last Wednesday it started restarting each time I would have received a text message. I let the phone's battery die and then waited about a day before recharging it and using it, and the glitch went away. It happened again yesterday (Wednesday), and, already having a kinda sucky day, I just got fed up and decided to get it replaced or fixed.
So, first my mother, sister and I went to the town Verizon store and I asked the guy at the counter if he could fix the phone or give me a replacement. Almost before I could even get my words out, he told me that the store wasn't a full-service Verizon and couldn't do anything for me. Sorry. You could go to the Galleria. We asked him if the Verizon in the next town over was a full-service Verizon, but he couldn't even find the phone number in the phone book, let alone answer us. We left the store and tried 411 about four times, and they could not find the store either, connecting me to Verizon's Customer Service Hotline twice and the wrong store another time. On the fourth try, I just hung up. We decided to go to the other store just in case it was full-service.
Since we weren't planning on going to the next town, I called my little brother to tell him that we would be later than my mom told him we'd be, but not to worry because we were going to bring him McDonald's. His response:
"Okay. Michael Jackson might be dead. I was watching George Lopez on the CW and they interrupted the show with breaking news that Michael Jackson might be dead. They're not sure."
To this, I really just had to laugh. I thought, "Well, that's characteristic of him." A few minutes later, my mom's favorite "Eighties, Nineties, and Today" radio station somberly announced Michael Jackson's death. Then, they played "Billie Jean." Somehow, I found it really funny. Not his death, but the way it was presented to me. My little brother telling me that the possibility of Michael Jackson's death interrupted his George Lopez time? The radio announcement? "Billie Jean"? I mean, really.
Anyway, we got to the Verizon store and--lo and behold!--it was a full-service! The guy tried to fix my phone countless times and, after about an hour and a half, arranged for a new one to arrive at my house by Monday. But that hour and a half was...interesting. As the Verizon guy was tinkering with my phone, my mom told him and the two other guys who worked there about Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett. They were devastated about Michael Jackson, but didn't even know who Farrah Fawcett was. Shame. I can't even remember all the strange things that we talked about with the Verizon guys, but it was...quite interesting. Hah.
Despite my being covered in disgusting barn matter, I didn't shower when I got home. I just watched the CNN coverage of Michael Jackson's death for about three hours, caught up on YouTube, and then started writing this.
Man, today has been exhausting.
-xo
Anyway, we got to the Verizon store and--lo and behold!--it was a full-service! The guy tried to fix my phone countless times and, after about an hour and a half, arranged for a new one to arrive at my house by Monday. But that hour and a half was...interesting. As the Verizon guy was tinkering with my phone, my mom told him and the two other guys who worked there about Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett. They were devastated about Michael Jackson, but didn't even know who Farrah Fawcett was. Shame. I can't even remember all the strange things that we talked about with the Verizon guys, but it was...quite interesting. Hah.
Despite my being covered in disgusting barn matter, I didn't shower when I got home. I just watched the CNN coverage of Michael Jackson's death for about three hours, caught up on YouTube, and then started writing this.
Man, today has been exhausting.
-xo
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