Sunday comes after Saturday? Weird.

I also try to read all of my fan mail. A lot of them send me candy, which I'm not allowed to eat 'cause my mom says it might be poisonous.

I'm 18 so I'm still young and I'm still learning. But I mean, relationships in general are hard.

I won’t even pretend I didn’t care. I wanted to win. I mean, if you don’t care about winning the competition, why show up?

It's so hard, because everyone's got a camera-phone, and everyone wants to get their picture on the blogs. So they'll send anything that they have to the blogs. So you don't really get any privacy.

I don't understand why my fans ask for a hug, like, i don't mind, just come and hug me!

Haters are just confused admirers.