Since I have been tagged twice for this little game, I suppose I should pony up with some answers. No one likes a blogger who kills silly little web chain games, right?
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Ten years huh? Well I was 17, which means I was in high school and high school. I wasn’t buying my younger friends cigarettes and skipping school yet (that came after I turned 18 — damn me for being the “old” one). But what I was doing …Wait for it … wait ….
I was a cheerleading!
Yep, I was a pep machine. Actually I was the un-peppiest cheerleader on the planet. I was just an overly flexible and bouncy girl who’s parents forced her to participate in something during high school. Plus cheerleading was a one -way ticket to popularity.
I was basically a bad ass.
1- Do my laundry (I have officially run out of underwear)
2- Finish my expense report and pay my Amex bill
3- Kick my friend’s ass for making me think he was dead
4- Go to Betsey Johnson outlet
5- Try to get out of jury duty
When I allow myself to eat garbage I go for the most sugar filled garbage that I can find:
– Cupcakes from Yummy Cupcakes
– Cookies (once the one year ban is lifted)
DC Metro area and Los Angeles (where I live now) … 2 places, how exciting huh?
1- Go bi-coastal. Get a bigger place in LA and a fabulous place in NY
2- Design the biggest closet on the planet
3- Shop until I drop … Rodeo Drive here I come
4- Give my family a shit-ton of money
5- Act like a painfully obnoxious spoiled little bitch