FACTS about the KING of POP

Can you guys post facts or anything about MJ?
I bet Ate Cristy would love this..

hmmmm..


MJ's elephant was given by elizabeth taylor..

uhm..


Cosmetic surgery had nothing to do with his white complexion. Sakit daw un. Vitiligo. DAW. DAW!!!

Kontra JonAss wrote:uhm..


Cosmetic surgery had nothing to do with his white complexion. Sakit daw un. Vitiligo. DAW. DAW!!!

COME ON PEOPLE!!! THE GUY IS DEAD!!!

COME ON PEOPLE!!! THE GUY IS DEAD!!!

That's why were talking about him..To learn more About MJ. Please join this thread Ate Cristy

totoo un.. vitiligo..

may pic sya nung 1984 na batik batik ung balat.. ung iba black ung iba white na..

hindi kaaya aya tingnan..

snowflake_lois wrote:

Kontra JonAss wrote:uhm..


Cosmetic surgery had nothing to do with his white complexion. Sakit daw un. Vitiligo. DAW. DAW!!!

COME ON PEOPLE!!! THE GUY IS DEAD!!!

WALA KAMING GINAGAWANG MASAMAAA! WALAAAA!

so yun nga. siguro pinapantay nya nalang yung balat nya para di pangit tignan.

Kontra JonAss wrote:

snowflake_lois wrote:

Kontra JonAss wrote:uhm..


Cosmetic surgery had nothing to do with his white complexion. Sakit daw un. Vitiligo. DAW. DAW!!!

COME ON PEOPLE!!! THE GUY IS DEAD!!!

WALA KAMING GINAGAWANG MASAMAAA! WALAAAA!

so yun nga. siguro pinapantay nya nalang yung balat nya para di pangit tignan.

sabi nga din..

Ayaw magpost ni ate cristy d2.Affected ka pa dn ba Te?

Hehe! Oo, lie low muna ko. Jet lag pa galing LAX.

da tinay wrote: Hehe! Oo, lie low muna ko. Jet lag pa galing LAX.

oi. kinain mo ung lucky me supreme ko.. ako may sakit e..

tsk tsk. hahaha!

ask ko lang wer is mj rigth now. it is in heaven or hell what do u think?

Good question.I can't answer though.Anyone guys?

the guitarwrok in the song "black or white"
was done by Guns and Roses
lead Guitarist Slash.

the guitar work in the song "beat it" was done by
Eddie Van Halen of the Band Van Halen.

HOYWAGNYOAKONGPAKIALAMANA wrote:the guitarwrok in the song "black or white"
was done by Guns and Roses
lead Guitarist Slash.

the guitar work in the song "beat it" was done by
Eddie Van Halen of the Band Van Halen.

Great facts! Bat ganyan name mo Bok??hehehe

Napaka-topak eh. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!

ATTENTION, EVERYONE.

Y'all gotta see this. Simply awesome. Siedah, for those who don't know, co-wrote this song with Glen Ballard, the guy who produced Alanis Morissette's Jagged Little Pill.

ATTENTION, EVERYONE.

Y'all gotta see this. Simply awesome. Siedah, for those who don't know, co-wrote this song with Glen Ballard, the guy who produced Alanis Morissette's Jagged Little Pill.

Astig!! Pati si Bob Marley andito! hehehe

KING-J03Y wrote:ATTENTION, EVERYONE.

Y'all gotta see this. Simply awesome. Siedah, for those who don't know, co-wrote this song with Glen Ballard, the guy who produced Alanis Morissette's Jagged Little Pill.

Astig!! Pati si Bob Marley andito! hehehe

wow galeng!

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Manila Hotel's former PR officer writes about her encounter with Michael Jackson in 1996Share
Today at 6:59am
My high school batchmate sent me this article today. It's very touching and shows how a man so popular and wealthy could be so caring, down to earth and generous at the same time. It really makes me sad that we are only hearing these stories now -- now that he is gone. [Admin-Ben]

Manila Hotel's former PR officer Gwen Cariño writes about her close
encounter with hotel guest Michael Jackson in December 1996.

When I was a PR officer at Manila Hotel, I was assigned to head the annual
Orphan's Christmas Party where 300 children from different orphanages around
Metro Manila were treated to a day of fun and surprises. It was one of the
biggest projects on my plate and it was such a challenge to focus on work
the day before the big event, knowing Michael Jackson was billeted in the
hotel.

Two nights before, I had been fortunate to be part of his welcome line at
the hotel lobby together with the rest of the PR and sales staff but was
content enough to see him walk by.

The day before, a guy claiming to be Michael Jackson's aide from Mamarao
Productions came to the office. I couldn't recall his name but he looked for
the "person in charge" and said his boss had read the announcement about the
event in the Dear Guest flyers we had circulated to all the rooms a week
before. Michael wanted to know how he could help. His aide went up to the
Penthouse and down to the PR office several times after we gave our
suggestions.

Michael offered to fill up the 300 loot bags with goodies and toys, candies
and chocolates. But after getting close to 50 sponsors, it was actually a
problem for us to dispose of everything.


So I thought hard...how can the King of Pop meaningfully join the affair? I
couldn't possibly have him be with the kids in the palayok game or the
pabitin as he might end up being mobbed! And since the annual event was
really all about giving, I mustered all my courage and told the Mamarao guy
that the best thing I could think of was for Michael to literally be present
to help distribute the loot bags, sign autographs and pose with the children
for photos. "Wow, that may not be easy. You're talking about handing goodie
bags to 300 children and I can just imagine the chaos. We'll see, Ms.
Jacinto. I'll get back to you," he said.

Lunch break came and it was the most hurried one I ever took in my entire
life. It wasn't until after 5 p.m. that Michael's aide came back and said,
"Michael is more than happy to do whatever you suggest. How do we go about
it tomorrow?"

I wanted to scream. I had to calm myself and regain composure as the Lizzie
Maguire in me said, "Get real, get back into focus."

We agreed that Michael would join after the games, musical program and
snacks, and at the last part to give out the loot bags. My colleague Annette
Africano and boss Dulce Agnir requested for additional security around the
garden and the stage area as this was where we decided to distribute the
gifts. We made sure the children would form an orderly line.

Then the moment arrived. It was at the Champagne Gardens on Dec. 7, 1996. I
was surprised to see him walking towards us, guided by his aide. Michael
came up to me as I had to brief him.

"Hi, how are you? Thanks so much for letting me in, I know I'm early 'coz I
didn't want to miss the program." I said, "Are you kidding? Thanks so much
for volunteering! Here's what Michael, why don't you just sit here and watch
the musical numbers before we get into the gift giving. I will have to tweak
the program a bit." He replied, "Sure, anything you say... (pausing to look
at my name tag) Gwen!" I was stunned at how incredibly sweet and modest he
was. And in my mind it was, "Oh my God, this is really happening!"

Amazing how he patiently sat through the whole program. Carol Banawa, then
an Ang TV mainstay couldn't believe MJ was watching her perform. She had her
red blouse signed by him right after her number. Then followed Stefano
Mori's dance number. Later, his back up singers and dancers came up on stage
followed by select kids from different orphanages who danced to the beat of
Billie Jean. Oh, the smile on Michael's face was just amazing.

Then we announced that Michael will be distributing gifts onstage. I
explained to him that there's a loot bag for the younger kids and another
for the older ones and he nodded. The thrill and excitement he gave those
children was incredibly touching. It was in between the gift bag
distribution that I caught a glimpse of MJ, not as a performer but as a
person.

It was one in the afternoon. Santa Claus (David Endriga, a friend of fellow
PR officer Francis Capistrano) was with us. The heat was scourging and I was
worried that Michael felt so hot with his black long-sleeved signature
attire and hat.

"Are you alright Michael? We can let you take a break," I asked.
He said, "I'm cool Gwen. Just imagine how Santa feels inside his velvet suit
and beard. We'll be fine."

I never heard him complain or say a word about how hot it was or how long
the line was. He had the most beautiful manners. He didn't even ask for a
drink or a towel to wipe his sweat but one of our banquet staff made sure he
got a glass of fresh orange juice.

An hour passed and we were halfway through gift-giving when we noticed that
the garden was getting filled up. Suddenly, there were people from media,
politicians, officials and hotel guests including those in a wedding
reception at the nearby Champagne Room who deserted the newly-weds just to
get a glimpse of the King of Pop.

"Oh oh, this isn't supposed to be, I'm so sorry," I said. It's all right,
we'll get through it," Michael said smiling.
As we finished giving out the last loot bag to an 11-year-old orphan, a new
line of more kids and adults formed. Michael's bodyguard, Wayne, said. "We
can leave now."

Michael replied calmly, "We can't leave when there are still people in line.
It's Christmas, dude."

I felt my heart beat faster and the hair on my arms and the back of my neck
stood up. He wasn't just the most electrifying performer, but the most
generous person.

One of the most memorable moments was when a lady came up to him for an
autograph. Laughing and holding his tummy, he said "Hey Gwen, you've gotta
check this out. He whispered, "It's a blank check. The lady is making me
sign on a blank check."

We laughed hard and little did we know that it wasn't even half of the
comedy. He later showed me and Wayne other stuff people would use or pick up
on the ground when they couldn't find paper for him to sign on. One lady
made him sign at the back of her elegant, designer Filipiniana gown. One
teenager came up to him holding a dead leaf and another one, a popped
balloon. Imagine how our laughter ballooned as well.

It was an amazing, genuine experience. At one point he asked if I was going
to catch his History concert and I said "tomorrow night."
"Oh, you'll have a blast!" Michael told me.

At this point he became concerned about the stage as adults outnumbered the
kids. His face had nervousness written all over it but he still didn't
complain. He tapped the wooden floor with his foot several times making sure
it was sturdy enough not to fall apart. "I've experienced the stage collapse
and I just want to make sure we're all safe here," he explained.

Half of me wanted the line to finish because we were literally melting and
worried about our safety, but half of me didn't, knowing that once the line
ended, Michael will leave.

At some point it did end. I managed to get an autograph for my sisters and
me before our general manager, Clem Pablo, requested him to sing Give Love
on Christmas Day.

Cesar Sarino, one of the hotel's officials, addressed his thank you note to
the King of Pop. Then I saw his guards and aides whisking Michael off stage.
I said in my mind, "Oh man, I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye."
Suddenly, I saw Michael return on stage and say, "Thanks so much to you and
your team, Gwen. This really means a lot."
Then he held me beside him and said, "I'll see you at the concert."

As Michael Jackson is laid to rest and returned to pristine condition in the
afterlife, these two incredible acts of the King of Pop - volunteering for
charity and unselfishly spending time with the less fortunate, will forever
be the way I will remember this man.

-- Gwen Cariño

sweet story but at the same time it makes me feel sad

poota hirap nito ahh
ngayun lang kasi ako nkagamit hahahaha

snowflake_lois wrote:COME ON PEOPLE!!! 50 YEARS!!!! HE WAS THERE!!!!
NOT A SINGLE UNDERSTANDING FROM THE WORLD...
ALL THEY GAVE HIM WAS GOSSIP AND ACCUSATIONS..
NO USE TO TALK ABOUT THE GUY....
OK!!!!!!!!!!
NALULUNGKOT LANG AKO...

Which is why I've been low-key about his death. What more is there to say, really?