Yeah, I screamed in Daniel Radcliffe's face. We were both doing Letterman. I grabbed him by the shoulder. Of course, I'm in 6-inch heels. That makes me 6-foot-4. I'm towering over him, saying, 'I love Harry Potter!' His security people were nodding to each other - should we go?

I started to write an apology, but I don't have anything to say I'm sorry for.

I want to sit on my couch and drink and not change my pants for days at a time.

I always felt like I sucked at everything, that I could never find the thing that I liked. I auditioned and I probably sucked, but I had decided 100 percent that this is what I wanted to do.

I'm still the same and I don't feel any different but when the elevator doors open and everybody gasps, it's an alienating feeling.

Be strong. Don't be a follower, and always do the right thing. If you have a choice between the right thing and the wrong thing, the right way is always the less stressful.

I'm not ready to own a place yet. I have the money, but I don't have the maturity.