I drove around in a Volkswagen Rabbit I shared with one of my roommates, and it didn't have a roof. It doesn't rain much in L.A., but when it did, it was utterly miserable.

Struggle is part of the journey.

Whether it's Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian or whoever, stupidity is certainly celebrated.

I played Winnie the Pooh in first grade. I was an early adopter of standing in front of people and looking like an idiot.

I'm wearing pants, for f---'s sake. Lay off. I mean, it's not like I'm a f---ing lead miner. There are harder jobs in the world. But when people feel the freedom to create Tumblr accounts about my c---, I feel like that wasn't part of the deal ... But whatever. I guess it's better than being called out for the opposite.

For a kid who's lost his mom and all the rage and grief that no one was able to talk out of me, football was a very therapeutic sport. Very.

I'm painfully aware of my surroundings at all times.