Most of the time I spent in America, I was having a love affair with some American or other. I was just passing through but stayed because of these chaps.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have a love/hate relationship with just about everything, but certainly with America.
I certainly have a sliver of me, which is definitely American, and feels a great pull towards where I spent time when I was very young, which is in California.
Well, my relationship to America at the time I left was very limited.
The American is wholeheartedly for love and romance at any cost.
I'm not an American, but I have this weird connection to America in different ways through my dad living here for five years, my godfather being an American who I'm very close to.
We've always been involved with America - I have a son who lives there and it's a big part of my life.
I've never really been America's sweetheart, but for a minute I think that's what they wanted me to be.
It's painfully obvious to see that as Americans we can sometimes be wrapped up in our own affairs.
I have a very long relationship with America. My mother grew up there and I felt to some extent that I partly belong there. I was schooled there briefly for about a year.
I was in Europe and it was at this stage that I fell in love with Americans in uniform. And I continue to have that love affair.