Everyone gets that second album syndrome.
I’m waiting for my princess to come. I just have to be patient.
I want a girlfriend who can eat like me.
Dreams do come true, believe always. I dreamt every night of becoming a singer.
Sometimes, the girls hug all boys except me, and I just smile, but it hurts.
I’ve got my old favorites like The Eagles and Bon Jovi.
I’ve got an IQ of 40 million.
I’m the most carefree, happy person you’ll meet.
There’s always pressure on the second album – this one has to be the big one.
Anyone who is funny and doesn’t take herself to seriously is attractive to me.
A squirrel attacked me. I got attacked by a squirrel in Battersea Park. They’re dangerous. It’s rare. I’ve torn most of the ligaments in my knee. So no football for me. It’s early retirement now. I’ve got a floating knee-cap!
I feel I am a little bit older. Reckon I will start growing a beard next week.
I had my first kiss when I was 11, but I think I’ve blocked it out of my mind because it was so bad. I’m not even sure it counts as a kiss.
Words will be just words till you bring them to life.
I don’t see how you could get used to people screaming in your face, and anyone who says different is lying.
I don’t want to live up to how people expect me to be.
I’m quite claustrophobic, and I don’t like everyone crowding around and shouting the same questions.
I’d rather go to sleep than find a girl.
The type of girls that would sleep with you in a heartbeat aren’t the type of girls I’d want to take home anyway.
We’re never going to escape the idea of being young. Which I don’t mind myself. I mean, who wants to grow up anyway?