I hate birthdays. I hate birthday parties. I hate them. I don't know what it is anybody's only got to come wafting near me with a piece of cake with a candle on and I break out in hives.
As long as you smile have sparkly eyes and stick your shoulders back...
I sing a little bit. I got a guitar for my 16th birthday.
Passion for fame: A passion which is the instinct of all great souls.