I have danced to so much of his music. I must have had at least a dozen cheerleader pompom routines to his songs. And I tried so hard to make my hair look like Farrah's when I was 14.
That was my junior high years that died yesterday. I never thought I'd be pretty sad about all this, but I am. My feelings were mixed in the later years of his career because of all the oddities, but there's no denying his talent. I remember saying that to someone back in the nineties when all the weird stuff started coming out.
This was a favorite song of mine. Choreographed a pompom routine to it in 9th grade. Earned a superior rating with it at UCA summer cheer camp at Ole Miss and received the camp All American Cheerleader award that year.
I feel old today.
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When I want a great hamburger, I use the grill at Fatburger. It's the only burger I know of that's better than I can make.
There is no denying the talent but the Messiah worship makes me delighted that I am mostly out of touch with reality about now.
We all mark our passage with the music that accompanied coming of age.
that didn't really come out the way I meant it to.
You feel old?
I'm exactly MJ's age. I can remember my little brother dancing to the TV trying to mimic Michael's moves and we were, what, 7 and 5? Now, chica. That's old!
Now, deal with it - and celebrate!
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