All my life, people have made fun of the way I speak. I guess because a lot of my vocabulary is made up of things that other people say. I started making fun of them and imitating them and now that's how I speak.

I think people look at me and don't expect much. Even though, I expect a whole lot.

I love the way I look. I'm fine with it. And if my body changes, I'll be fine with that.

I have a nice smile, pretty lips, and big round cheeks. They help me look like a teenager.

My beauty is dark chocolate and it's delicious and it's sweet.

One day I had to sit down with myself and decide that I loved myself no matter what my body looked like and what other people thought about my body. I got tired of hating myself.

People want to know everyone for a lot of different reasons. It doesn't have to be anything as big as an Oscar nomination. It could be a brand new job. People see their opportunity. And, when you're winning, everyone loves a winner.