Laughing at dumb jokes, being an idiot, blabbering about cows and horses, publically making out with Justin Timberlake, firing back with "your mom" to any and all comments, missing my hardcore crew and Fairfax kids, trying to impress people to no avail, pretending to have things under control, rocking out to bands nobody else has ever heard of, dancing like the whitest of white people, drinking like a true heavyweight, being THAT girl at the bar, stalking hot guys, attempting to train my black labs (Dakota and Indie), relating everything in life to Seinfeld and Saved By The Bell, being lame in general.
Your mom. Because your dad just isn't as funny.
Justin Timberlake, so that I can touch his hair. Maybe some other stuff of his too.
Less than Jake, Streetlight Manifesto, Taking Back Sunday, Zebrahead, Panic! At the Disco, Suicide Machines, Fall Out Boy, Sublime, New Found Glory, Goldfinger, Rancid, Spring Heeled Jack, Catch 22, Reel Big Fish, Brand New, Arrogant Sons of Bitches, MXPX, RX Bandits, basically anything Ska/Punk/Emo. Also Country. Plus Cheezy 80s music.
The Karate Kid, Forrest Gump, The Goonies, Life as a House, Indianna Jones, Star Wars, Pretty in Pink, Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead, Garden State, kiddie horse flicks (The Black Stallion, etc), anything 80s just about, corny Disney movies...wait, basically just all movies pretty much. I'll watch anything, and I'll watch it about 10 million times.
Classic Seinfeld and Saved By The Bell Episodes. Miami Ink. Biggest Loser. Dr. 90210. Celebrity Fit Club. Project Runway. Law & Order SVU. I Love the 80s. Nick at Night all the way baby. Like a true fat kid, I'm also known to zone out to the Food Network (mmm, cupcakes!)
I don't know how to read.
Your mom.
Speaking for my liver: Brandon Campbell Diamond