So Michael Jackson died. A few days ago in fact.
I feel notsogood, because I remember making terrible jokes about him just last school year. It's not like they weren't funny, and let's be honest, you don't have to be convicted by a jury for the people to already have their own. Really, we were fairly convinced he was a child-molestor.
But none of that matters now, because he's dead. Died of some heart issue, I believe.
On a related note, Farrah Fawcett and Billy Mays also both died within the same short timeframe. Fawcett is some actress from the 70s (show called "Charlie's Angels") and Mays was a spokesperson for commercials like Oxyclean and Mighty Putty. My siblings and I know him better as the shouting guy, as he is always speaking in a shouting tone of voice.
It's kind of disconcerting, realizing that your going to live long enough to see your favorite older pop stars and music idols die.