I don't need to be wildly famous for my life to make sense.

But when the 'Glee' audition came around, my manager literally had to talk me into it. I was petrified to sing in front of anyone.

I'm a cat whisperer. When I go to people's houses, their cats always like me better than the owners.

Evolved? As a dancer? Me? I don’t fall down as much, unless it’s part of the scripted dance. I don’t step on other people’s toes anymore. I think if I started the show a one out of ten dancer, now I am a two and a half.

I don't need to be wildly famous for my life to make sense. I guess I'm kind of happy where I'm at, and I take whatever comes, and it's a good thing.

I'm Canadian, but no, I don't speak French.

If people are taking pictures of me at Starbucks, it's not the end of the world. It's cool, it's fun, it's exciting.