It was a bright, sunny dia in Beverly Hills, California. 20-year-old Janelle Taylor was in her last 50 minutos of her atuação class at UCLA. It was her last dia of school at UCLA and she was enjoying every last minuto of it. She enjoyed atuação a lot because Elizabeth, whom she calls "Aunt Liz" because her father is Elizabeth's brother, is an actress herself. She's been taught how to act since she was 10 when her mother died and her father didn't want anything to do with her.
Anyway, she now had 30 minutos left in her atuação class and she was talking with her friend, Katie.
"When's your birthday? You never told me that." She asked.
"My birthday is in two weeks. God, I feel old." Janelle said.
"You don't even look like you'd be turning 21, Jannie. You look like you'd be turning 18."
"Thanks, Kate, but I thought I told you not to call me 'Jannie'."
"Oh sorry, I forgot you don't like being called that because it sounds a little similar to 'Janet'."
"It's okay."
"Anyway, do you know what you're gonna do?"
"No, I don't know what I'll do for my 21st birthday."
"Have it at a club!" Bryan said, coming over to Janelle and Katie. "They can't not let you in since you'll be turning 21."
She turned her head to Bryan and raised her eyebrow. "My aunt has to approve..."
"Oh, I forgot that you still live with your aunt."
She rolled her eyes and Katie hit Bryan on the back of the head. Janelle giggled a little and took out her phone and looked through her pictures. She had a few of her and her little step-brother, Ryan. She wanted to get mais with him, but with his constant hospital trips, she couldn't because they wouldn't allow pictures to be taken in the hospital room with him. She remembered him and knew, being the worrying big sister that she was, that he only had 2 or so years left because of him having AIDS. She knew AIDS was a serious disease and she prayed every night that the doctors would find a cure. She flipped through a picture and Katie saw it.
"Wait...go back to it." She said.
Janelle couldn't go back to it. She shut her phone off and put it back in her pocket. That was one dia she couldn't go back to and she didn't want to remember it. But what had happened 9 months after that day...she had been happy. (Me: She was raped at 16, 3 months before she turned 17. That picture she skipped over was her giving birth at the age of 17 that Elizabeth took on her phone. She had a baby girl that was 7lbs and 11oz and was 19.5inches. She was named Coraline Jade Taylor.)
Before they knew it, the sino rang and they knew that the last dia of school was over. Janelle grabbed her bag and her books and headed out with Katie and Bryan. Now, Katie and Bryan were dating and yet Janelle felt left out. She was kinda jealous of their relationship and any encontro, data that she would go on would be the first and the last because the boys she dated, when she told them that she had a child, they didn't want the responsibility of being a parent. She saw her ride and turned to her friends.
"That's my ride. See you guys later." Janelle said.
Her friends waved to her and she got in the back assento of the car and the driver drove her home. She would occasionally look out the window of the car and see all the movie stars' stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
"Kenan, can you stop here for a bit?" She asked.
"Sure thing, Ms. Taylor." Kenan replied, stopping the car.
Janelle got out of the car and walked around, seeing her aunt's estrela and Michael Jackson's two stars. She remembered Ryan telling her that he met him and also remembered that Aunt Liz told her that she was friends with him. She was a fã of his since she was 10, but a Jackson 5 fã since she was 1 because her mother would always play the Jackson 5 albums for her when she was about 3-4 months old. She got back in the car and Kenan continued to drive her home.
'One day...one day...my name will be in lights...and I'll have a estrela of my own.' She thought.
She took her phone out and looked through the pictures again, trying to pass the rest of the time she had during her ride home.
Anyway, she now had 30 minutos left in her atuação class and she was talking with her friend, Katie.
"When's your birthday? You never told me that." She asked.
"My birthday is in two weeks. God, I feel old." Janelle said.
"You don't even look like you'd be turning 21, Jannie. You look like you'd be turning 18."
"Thanks, Kate, but I thought I told you not to call me 'Jannie'."
"Oh sorry, I forgot you don't like being called that because it sounds a little similar to 'Janet'."
"It's okay."
"Anyway, do you know what you're gonna do?"
"No, I don't know what I'll do for my 21st birthday."
"Have it at a club!" Bryan said, coming over to Janelle and Katie. "They can't not let you in since you'll be turning 21."
She turned her head to Bryan and raised her eyebrow. "My aunt has to approve..."
"Oh, I forgot that you still live with your aunt."
She rolled her eyes and Katie hit Bryan on the back of the head. Janelle giggled a little and took out her phone and looked through her pictures. She had a few of her and her little step-brother, Ryan. She wanted to get mais with him, but with his constant hospital trips, she couldn't because they wouldn't allow pictures to be taken in the hospital room with him. She remembered him and knew, being the worrying big sister that she was, that he only had 2 or so years left because of him having AIDS. She knew AIDS was a serious disease and she prayed every night that the doctors would find a cure. She flipped through a picture and Katie saw it.
"Wait...go back to it." She said.
Janelle couldn't go back to it. She shut her phone off and put it back in her pocket. That was one dia she couldn't go back to and she didn't want to remember it. But what had happened 9 months after that day...she had been happy. (Me: She was raped at 16, 3 months before she turned 17. That picture she skipped over was her giving birth at the age of 17 that Elizabeth took on her phone. She had a baby girl that was 7lbs and 11oz and was 19.5inches. She was named Coraline Jade Taylor.)
Before they knew it, the sino rang and they knew that the last dia of school was over. Janelle grabbed her bag and her books and headed out with Katie and Bryan. Now, Katie and Bryan were dating and yet Janelle felt left out. She was kinda jealous of their relationship and any encontro, data that she would go on would be the first and the last because the boys she dated, when she told them that she had a child, they didn't want the responsibility of being a parent. She saw her ride and turned to her friends.
"That's my ride. See you guys later." Janelle said.
Her friends waved to her and she got in the back assento of the car and the driver drove her home. She would occasionally look out the window of the car and see all the movie stars' stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
"Kenan, can you stop here for a bit?" She asked.
"Sure thing, Ms. Taylor." Kenan replied, stopping the car.
Janelle got out of the car and walked around, seeing her aunt's estrela and Michael Jackson's two stars. She remembered Ryan telling her that he met him and also remembered that Aunt Liz told her that she was friends with him. She was a fã of his since she was 10, but a Jackson 5 fã since she was 1 because her mother would always play the Jackson 5 albums for her when she was about 3-4 months old. She got back in the car and Kenan continued to drive her home.
'One day...one day...my name will be in lights...and I'll have a estrela of my own.' She thought.
She took her phone out and looked through the pictures again, trying to pass the rest of the time she had during her ride home.
Can I ask you why
when I look at you
I hear birds sing
and see alot of angle In sky?
can I ask you why
when My coração is lonely
my amor for you becomes the only
, let it beat with dreams are so lovely
and I see Moon and sun walking togther
through the sky
can I ask you why
when I hear your voice
the stars become so near
, I am not fear
no tears to cry
And My soul wants to fly
to touch to the sky?
can I ask you why
I feel your hand in my hand
when I have to fight
throught the dark night
then you turned the dark to moonlight?
can ask I you why
every hurt I feel
you come to heal?
I'll reply for
cause I have amor for you
I never felt it before
but now I feel it more
cause It likes the rainbow
through the rainy day
,a magcial dream
through nightmare
and that amor is enough for me
when I look at you
I hear birds sing
and see alot of angle In sky?
can I ask you why
when My coração is lonely
my amor for you becomes the only
, let it beat with dreams are so lovely
and I see Moon and sun walking togther
through the sky
can I ask you why
when I hear your voice
the stars become so near
, I am not fear
no tears to cry
And My soul wants to fly
to touch to the sky?
can I ask you why
I feel your hand in my hand
when I have to fight
throught the dark night
then you turned the dark to moonlight?
can ask I you why
every hurt I feel
you come to heal?
I'll reply for
cause I have amor for you
I never felt it before
but now I feel it more
cause It likes the rainbow
through the rainy day
,a magcial dream
through nightmare
and that amor is enough for me
I would really be inspired to see less cursing, and mais L.O.V.E. Just lovely words. Inspiring words. I know all of you are very beautiful and kind people, but I really think the cursing needs to stop. I see we're all human, and all humans have moments of cursing, but it's still called human to it. May we all take a vow to utterly the cursing and wrong words... ? :)
Katherine Jackson told Oprah Winfrey ... it was Dr. Conrad Murray himself who broke the news that Michael Jackson was dead.
1108_katherine_jackson_oprah_video
On an episode of "Oprah" airing today, Katherine explained how everyone at the hospital was reluctant to tell her what happened to her son.
She says Dr. Murray took so long in explaining things ... she had to cut him off, saying, "'Well, what happened? How is he? Did he make it?' And he said, 'No, he's gone.'"
See also
* Katherine Jackson's Partner -- My Bad!
* Katherine Jackson's Partner Backtracks on 'New' Song
* Rift in Michael Jackson's Family Over Song
1108_katherine_jackson_oprah_video
On an episode of "Oprah" airing today, Katherine explained how everyone at the hospital was reluctant to tell her what happened to her son.
She says Dr. Murray took so long in explaining things ... she had to cut him off, saying, "'Well, what happened? How is he? Did he make it?' And he said, 'No, he's gone.'"
See also
* Katherine Jackson's Partner -- My Bad!
* Katherine Jackson's Partner Backtracks on 'New' Song
* Rift in Michael Jackson's Family Over Song
Dr. Conrad Murray had requested lifesaving equipment and back-up help for Michael Jackson from the promoter of the Londres concerts -- AEG -- but the company never came through, according to a new complaint filed por Joe Jackson.
TMZ broke the story -- Joe was gunning for AEG por filing complaints with the California Medical Board and another agency, alleging the show, concerto promoter abused Jackson in a way that led to his death -- and he's just filed with the Medical Board.
Joe claims days before Jackson's death Murray had requested a coração resuscitation machine and a nurse in several e-mails making the request, but AEG never provided it.
According to the complaint, Joe is accusing AEG of co-opting Murray's medical judgment por enticing him with a huge salary -- in effect engaging in the "unlawful practice of corporate medicine."
Besides the CPR machine, Murray also asked for saline, catheters, needles and a gurney.
AEG and Murray had no comment.
TMZ broke the story -- Joe was gunning for AEG por filing complaints with the California Medical Board and another agency, alleging the show, concerto promoter abused Jackson in a way that led to his death -- and he's just filed with the Medical Board.
Joe claims days before Jackson's death Murray had requested a coração resuscitation machine and a nurse in several e-mails making the request, but AEG never provided it.
According to the complaint, Joe is accusing AEG of co-opting Murray's medical judgment por enticing him with a huge salary -- in effect engaging in the "unlawful practice of corporate medicine."
Besides the CPR machine, Murray also asked for saline, catheters, needles and a gurney.
AEG and Murray had no comment.
I amor Michael and i will always amor him.
But I am sad when I see pictures of him when he was child, and I seeing my gallery with pictures of Michael, I see the progression as an artist but also physically, it's impossible don't repair.
When I see their worst times, he doesn't saw when should have stopped.
He was beautiful when he was black,but he was an artist, the best i ever seen.
But there were times when his face seemed so bad,but he did not realized that.
I try always see the black michael , beautiful, in white michael, with all the operations. it's very hard, and impossile. But inside he is the same person, forever.
He suffered so much from his skin disease, some people did not understand at all, he could not avoid.(...)
I amor you anyway.
But I am sad when I see pictures of him when he was child, and I seeing my gallery with pictures of Michael, I see the progression as an artist but also physically, it's impossible don't repair.
When I see their worst times, he doesn't saw when should have stopped.
He was beautiful when he was black,but he was an artist, the best i ever seen.
But there were times when his face seemed so bad,but he did not realized that.
I try always see the black michael , beautiful, in white michael, with all the operations. it's very hard, and impossile. But inside he is the same person, forever.
He suffered so much from his skin disease, some people did not understand at all, he could not avoid.(...)
I amor you anyway.
