1. It's that time of the year again-- school picture day, the one day of the year that will forever represent how people will look at you for a lifetime in the yearbook. So when it's time for the club photos, which are you included in?
Cheerleading. GOOOOOOO Dancing Elk Condors! Band-- but not in one of those ridiculous hats with the feather and a polyester suit, holding a triangle or some crap like that. I'm just chillin' in the back, rocking out with my Les Paul, Kimber. Clubs? Are you kidding? You're lucky if I even get an actual photo taken instead of seeing the ''SORRY, NO IMAGE AVAILABLE'' block white text on the black background thing next to my name. Track. It's basically my life. I love running-- it's mindless and a good work out. Well let's see-- there's Key Club, FBLA, Student Council, French Honor Society, Literary Club, Latin Honor Society, National Honor Society and some others. It's hard to keep track of them all.
2. Now, whether you're committed or not, we know you've got your eye on someone-- don't try to hide it. It's time to spill... who are you crushing on?
My ex-- even though we didn't work out the first time, I just can't stop thinking about him/her. I know we're meant to be together. My best friend-- sometimes it's easy to miss what's right in front of you but s/he's totally boss and I'm gonna tell her/him how I feel soon. No one in particular. I just want the fairytale-- the wife/husband, kids, white picket fence, you get the idea. It's what I've dreamed about. My math teacher-- Mr(s). Conyers. S/he is just so freaking hot and the fact that it's forbidden makes it that much more attractive. I'm into the rocker type-- usually famous ones. Like Hayley from Paramore or Pete from Fall Out Boy... you know the type.
3. We've all got 'em and you're certainly no exception. So out with it already-- what's your major vice?
Pride, I guess you could say. And behavioral meds. Oh and Maker's Mark-- juuuust kidding. Well, kinda. Older guys/girls. I know I shouldn't, but I just can't help myself. Besides... you can look, but don't touch, right? Also, totally random, I know, but I love blue slushies. My obsession with music-- though it's more of an infatuation than a vice... in my mind at least. Fine home furnishings and herb-infused juices. Orange tic tacs. My one and only. But you can never have too much of your favorite one-calorie breath mint.
4. Check your ''25 Most Played'' iTunes playlist-- who is topping your personal chart?
Madonna Sonic Youth The Moldy Peaches Patti Smith Josh Groban
5. And what about when it comes to movies-- what's number one on your Netflix?
''The Wizard of Gore''-- we’re talking buckets of goo, red corn syrup everywhere, and fake brains up the
yin-yang! ''The Blair Witch Project''-- I haven't seen it since the theatre. ''Sugar & Spice''-- the whole ''good-girl-gone-bad'' thing with pom poms in the mix is totally something I can relate to! ''Prefontaine''-- the true story of a young long-distance runner from Oregon who pursued the dream of Olympic gold is just incredibly inspiring. Umm-- is it weird that I watch birthing videos for fun?
6. Channeling another classic teen movie, ''The Breakfast Club,'' how would you have classified yourself to Mr. Vernon after having sacrificed a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was he thought you did wrong?
A brain An athlete A basket case A princess A criminal
7. Let's say, hypothetically, of course, that your house is on fire and you only have time to grab the one article of clothing you can't live without before it all goes down in flames, literally. What do you take with you?
My white collared polo shirt that goes with everything. It's clean and crisp and classic. My yellow running shorts-- they're especially gold because my mom uses color-safe bleach. Go Carole! My plaid mini-skirt. Obvi. Umm... I don't know. I'm not really materialistic. My favorite flannel, I guess? My Kurt Cobain tee form Nirvana's 1991 ''Pacific Rim Tour.'' It's not just a shirt though; it's a piece of music history.
8. And last, but certainly not least, we've gotta address the majorly important question here if we're talking about teen pregnancy... and no, I'm not talking whether or not Casey Aldridge really is Jamie Lynn's baby daddy. How do you feel about babies?
They're the gift of life-- sweet, screaming, pooping
life! I'm just ill-equipped to deal with one at the present time. The only one's I'm familiar with are food babies... you know, like, after you've had a big lunch at Taco Bell. I want to be a mommy/daddy so badly! I feel like it's what I was meant to do in life. Kids are quite the time suck. Besides, my music is my baby. ::GULP:: Definitely not now. But who knows in the future.