I love going out to clubs. Granted, I don't get hammered or do anything to embarrass myself. I'd call myself wholesome but it's not like I only drink milk.

I've learned it's really important to work hard and keep your family and friends close. You've got to let them know how much you appreciate them for sticking by you.

I'm fighting a losing battle here: I'm trying to lose some weight. I love chocolate; that's one of my biggest downfalls. I haven't gotten a whole lot of chocolate, thank goodness, because I'd probably be about 300 pounds.

I guess it's going to have to hurt, I guess I'm going to have to cry, And let go of some things I've loved to get to the other side I guess it's going to break me down, Like fallin when you try to fly, Sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye

Maybe it's the stardust in my head.

Writing down everything I eat makes such a difference, because you never realize how much you're consuming unless you read it later in the day.

Right afterwards there was a whole, whole lot of press to do, so the week after, all day, every day, was press so I didn't really get a chance to celebrate.