What do you want?
To be cool/popular.
To get over my shyness.
The girl/guy of my dreams to go out with me.
To have fun.
The world to snap the fuck out of it.
For people to stop treating me like a child.
Creepy guys to stop following me.
To get laid.

You're going to kill/injure someone. You weapon of choice is:
my rotweiler.
Draino.
a gun.
magic.
myself. I'm a kickboxer.
words.
my boyfriend. Sic 'em, killer.
my car.
I could never hurt anyone.

Your motto:
Talk hard.
Girls just want to have fun.
Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I wish.
Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.
Live fast; die pretty.
Same difference.
You can do anything you want, anything you put your heart and mind into.
You must chill.
Sometimes you gotta say "what the fuck."

You are most likely to say:
"I'm rubber, you're glue. Whatever you call me sticks back on you!"
"Quick question: do you know who I am?"
"Porscha: there is no substitute."
"Real life sucks losers dry. If you want to fuck with eagles, you better learn to fly."
"I hate him. He's just grrr! You know? Grrrr! I've been locked up in a room with him for over an hour and let me tell you, it was hideous!"
"In real life I could be that anonymous nerd sitting across from you in chem lab, staring at you so hard. Then when you turn around he tries to smile, but the smile just comes out all wrong. You just think, "How pathetic." Then he just looks away, and never looks back at you again."
"Yeah, well, fortunately for everyone, I'm here and I'm thinking. This isn't about her, it's about me."
"I need to talk to you. Everytime I call you're either taking a bath, washing your hair or you're out of the country. That was a good one, by the way."
"I'm scared of everything! I'm scared of what I saw, I'm scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you! "
"I'm taking European Socialism. I mean, really, what's the point? I'm not European. I don't plan on being European. So, who gives a crap if they're Socialists? They could be fascist anarchists, it still wouldn't change the fact that I don't own a car. It's not that I condone facism, or any isms for that matter. Isms in my opinion are not good. A person should not believe in an ism he should believe in himself."

If you were living in the 80s, you'd be most likely to wear:
a white and black leather bomber-jacket, white t-shirt under an animal print vest, blue pants and loafers.
a catholic school uniform, or maybe a baggy, off-the-shoulder sweater and leggings.
capri pants and peasant blouses.
black lace, leggings, lots of jewelery and a jacket with animal print trim and a gold diamond on the back, like on an American dollar bill.
a white t-shirt, kind of dark, ratty jeans, high-tops and a long jacket.
a plaid, button down shirt with the sleeves ripped off and jeans.
a t-shirt under an open, button-down shirt with jeans and high-tops.
long skirts and sweater-vests, but I'd like to be wearing jean skirts with lacey layers, peasant blouses and acid-wash.
blazers with matching skirts and tucked-in, button down shirts; the 80s prep thing. Very chic and haughty.
white, button-down shirt, boxers, socks and black Ray-bans.

You love:
dancing.
astronomy.
being mischevious.
nothing. My world sucks.
myself.
parties and fast cars.
my boyfriend/girlfriend.
free speech.
my Dad.
getting what I want and truly deserve.

Your are:
sweet.
a bit dorky.
charismatic.
popular.
shy.
giving.
selfish.
fun.
underestimated.
responsible... most of the time.

Your favorite song of the following is:
"Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" by Cindy Lauper.
"She's Like the Wind" by Patrick Swayze.
"Que Sera Sera" by Syd Straw.
"Old Time Rock and Roll" by Bob Seger
"In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel.
"Causing A Commotion" by Madonna.
"Never Gonna Be the Same Again" by Cindy Valentine.
"Everybody Knows" by Concrete Blonde.
"Oh Yeah" by Yello.
"Can't Buy Me Love" by The Beatles.

Are you cool?
No, but I want to be.
I don't think cool is the word, no.
Yeah.
Are you kidding? I fucking rock!
Behind closed doors, yes. In actuality, no. But I could be.

You are:
Female.
Male.