I just don't understand...

I promised myself that I wouldn’t do any videos or anything similar to that about the death of Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett. I never saw Charlie’s Angels so naturally I didn’t know who Farrah Fawcett was, but that still doesn’t take away from the fact that she is dead.

Michael Jackson on the other hand was maybe on of the most famous faces of the 21^st and maybe 20^th century. His death shocked the entire world, myself included. I signed onto Twitter to see “RIP MJ” and ‘Michael Jackson dead’ in the trending topics.

My initial thought was something similar to; I wonder when the jokes will start.

After a while, I realised that jokes about Michael Jackson have been going on for some time. Not since his death which as of writing this was still only less than 24 hours ago!

People had made jokes about the trouble he went through with the accusation that he grew very close to certain children and was accused of child molestation.

Many of you will recognise this photo:

I will admit that when I first saw this picture, I laughed. At that time, something like that was very funny. In light of what happened yesterday, this is now in very poor taste.

That is what this blog post is about. I can’t understand how people who at one point made such snide, vile remarks about a human being can now say things like: “I’m so sad he’s dead, he was such an inspiration to me”. These are the same people who called him ‘Wacko-Jacko’.

I just can’t comprehend how someone can change how they feel about someone as soon as they die!

I just don’t understand…

My sister's are weird...

I promised myself that if I finish this blog and it is of a standard that I deem acceptable, I will wrap my blanket around my feet because they are so cold as I write I feel like I could die.

Today has been alright. I was woken at 6:45 because I didn’t turn off my alarm* which is stupid. After my slumber resumed I was woken up at about 11 by my sister screaming the lyrics to thriller; a song which at any other time of the day would have been acceptable.

Yesterday I had a science exam which was fine. When I got home, my eldest sister was in bed even though she needed to be in work 20 minutes ago. My older but not the oldest sister asked me if I could ask the eldest what time she wanted to leave.

The eldest replied with ‘The train is at 53, but I don’t know’. I don’t know about train times that well but sometime between 51 and 52 minutes passed 10 would be a good time to arrive at the station.

As we leave the older but not the oldest asks the eldest if all of her windows are shut and the eldest starts screaming at both of is ‘Oh what’s the fucking point, for fuck’s sake I always have to do fucking everything.’

I swear. A bit but not a gratuitous amount. If I was to stub my two on the floor I would say something like “crap”. Responding to a question with “fuck” can never be interpreted as a joke so I was anticipating her excuse as to why she was being such a moody cow!

This morning I was properly woken up by my mother who said that the reason the eldest was annoyed was because we were taking too long. What a load of crap! All lies. I’m with the older but not the eldest sister in this argument, as her story is true. The eldest’s story on the other hand is a load of shit.

Tonight I was at a party. It wasn’t really a party but more of a social gathering. My girlfriend was there which was brilliant. I love her. Unfortunately, we don’t get to see each other as often as we’d both like as we are both usually busy doing things like dancing** or travelling.

After a while we got bored and headed back to her house with her sister and we watched Seinfeld; which really was just pure win.

When her sister left the room, she wrote me a note which I will keep in my wallet for sentimental purposes. I won’t write what it says as it is private.

The last few times we had met we had been very friendly and hugged a bit and kissed and held hands. This time we only hugged and I miss her more now.

Oh well! Before this starts to sound desperate and needy I shall wrap it up, along with my legs which feel frozen!

I hope you have a great life!

See you in the future

X

*I live about 5 minutes away from my school which starts at 8:30. Why I need to be up so early I do not know!
**She dances. I don’t.

Here we go!

So this is it. My blog. I haven't decided if this will be a daily thing or just something I do every so often. Of course there are pros and cons for both options:
-Doing one everyday means I will have less time to do other stuff...
-Doing one every so often means I won't have any flow...
-Doing one everyday means I can keep my followers up to date with what is happening...
-Doing one every so often means I'll have more time to focus of other things...
The list goes on...

But for the moment, I will only be doing them every so often as I am too busy to be doing a blog every single day!
The reason as to why I started a Blog is that I enjoy writing and I enjoy communicating with other people so this seemed like the best thing to do.
I make videos on YouTube under the name LemondropSoldier. Over the course of about 4 months I have managed to gain nearly 100 subscribers, which, in comparison to other YouTubers, may not seem like a lot, but to me; it is monolithic!
So, before I sign off there are some things that people will need to know:

I am 16
I live in South East England
I enjoy music
I have many hobbies
I have a wife in Canada who isn't actually my wife but is in Canada
I have a girlfriend who I cherish and will most likely go on about quite often
I am short

And so as we come to the end of this post, we are told of the rules of Blog Club
1st Rule of Blog Club - Tell everyone you know of this blog!
And that is it!
I hope you have a great life!

See you in the future

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