Song of the day. It reminds me of a musician I like called Mika. That leads me to the quotation of the day from out.com: "Mika’s preternatural cheeriness, seemingly boundless energy, and celebratory circus-stage imagery belie the traumas in his oft-repeated back-story: Born Mica Penniman to an American father and Lebanese mother in Beirut, Mika was evacuated with his family to Paris when he was just a year old. They later moved to London, where as a student Mika was bullied by peers and teachers at Lycée Français Charles de Gaulle.
'School was really hard,' Mika says. 'I had a lot of trouble with the kids in my class, but at the same time I had a lot of trouble with teachers because I had a lot of learning disabilities. I’m very dyslexic, and by the age of 11, I couldn’t read or write. My life was kind of falling apart. I was a complete outcast freak. I got into trouble for everything that I said, so I stopped talking. I got pulled out of school [and] didn’t go for about seven, eight months, and during that time I started to learn how to sing because I had nothing else to do.'”
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Jem - They
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Mika and I have so much in common it is scary.
Of course you know that he is apparently gay.
He is...
Hmmm... Scratch that. Not that there is anything wrong with being gay...
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