At the risk of being forgotten completely by the media, I went to college and pursued a passion that had nothing to do with acting: mathematics.

The end of a marriage has got to be one of the saddest events one can experience. I’ve heard that the pain [of divorce] is second only to an actual death in the family, and that sounds about right.

Note to self: When noticing flyaway hairs, do not use lip gloss as an 'on-the-go' hair gel.

When I got to college, I was intending to study film. But I found that my brain was feeling mushy, so I took a few math classes. I started doing really well at them, and solving equations was this, like, drug rush.

If you're beautiful, you're led to believe that you can't also be smart.

There seems to be so much shame wrapped up in speech disabilities. It seems very sad and complicated all at the same time.

I went to about one frat party a year. A year seemed to be enough time for me to forget how much I didn't like frat parties, and my friends would eventually convince me to go to one. Cheap beer, guys looking for a quick hook-up, and girls playing 'dumb' to get in on the hook-up. I just never got into it.