My mother tells this story that when I first went to school, I thought I was going to help the teachers. I didn't realize I was going to get educated.
I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden.
If there's anything more mortifying than being famous at 14, it's being washed up right after.
The idea of licking stamps seemed great fun for me.
I spent most of my life locked in my bedroom, miserable about my raging acne.
I had a friend whose family had dinner together. The mother would tuck you in at night and make breakfast in the morning. They even had a spare bike for a friend. It just seemed so amazing to me.