I'm boring. I stay home, watch TV, and eat a lot of fast food. That's really exciting, isn't it?

It's strange, somebody asked for my autograph the other day. Because I finished school and I'm not really doing anything at the moment, I was just kind of aimlessly wandering around London and these two guys who were about 30 came up and asked for my autograph. I was really quite proud at the time, and they wanted to take photos and stuff. And then they were sort of wandering around and I was kind of wandering around and I bumped into them about three times, and every single time their respect for me kept growing and growing and growing.

I think pretty much all people who love each other had some kind of thing at first sight. I mean, there has to be some kind of moment where you, like, feel a different energy around someone.

I did this movie about Salvador Dali a few years ago and had hair extensions and a little bob. That was incredibly bizarre.

All the time. A few months ago I came really close to losing it, I was getting really paranoid. And then I started a new job, things fixed themselves. I can't turn my back on the situation and ignore it. If tomorrow I say: "Okay, I've had enough, we're stopping everything" it won't change anything. Might as well try to accept it and stay zen as I have no control over it.

Everyone just screams and screams and screams. I have accepted it as real now, but it still feels surreal.

My little cousin tells me I look like Magneto so I guess that's who I should probably play.