I love MySpace it's done an amazing job for me and it's been insane over the past couple of weeks but I'm not a poster girl for them.

I go to Saint Barth in the French West Indies for two weeks each year. That place is amazing. Amazing people beautiful beaches great wine wonderful harbors... It's incredibly romantic.

You can lose a game but I see guys every week including myself you lose a game it's a tough loss you're down two weeks later you forgot about it. You know it's amazing how down you were but all of the sudden you're like it never happened.

I can work myself up into a fearful paralyzing state of mind that can last for days weeks even months where I feel mad totally isolated and alone overwhelmed and completely out of control.

When I was seventeen I worked as a counsellor at a co-ed sleep-away camp for eight weeks. I loved it but it could be harrowing - it was far too much responsibility for someone my age.