2. You're a horse, and your rider rudely stabs your sides with her spurs. You:
Ignore it. She didn't mean to.
Squeal, and proceed to rear and buck her off.
Act like a gentleman/lady and pick up a loftier gait, slightly faster so she doesn't lose her balance.
Break off into a full thundering gallop... who cares if she falls off?
Ooooh, goody, a bad rider! You prance around in all shapes and gaits, pretending to spook.
feel horrible, and cry in a horsey-way. What did I do wrong?
Break into a gallop, and proceed to jump the fence and onto the road to freedom.

3. You are going to a dance, and your grand entrance is...
You come in. Through the door. The front one.
You arrive in a fancy ferrari, jewels glittering on your wrists. You snarl at the driver.
You arrive in a limo, and graciously open the door and help your date out.
Come jogging down the street, and into the dance hall. Hey, you didn't even break a sweat!
You stumble in with two dozen loud friends. You're a little tipsy because you started the party early at your friend's house.
You shyly tiptoe into a corner, trying to look as small as possible.
Dance, what's that? Oh, we're camping in the woods... bye!

4. And at this dance (as a girl), you're wearing...
Nothing too fancy... just an outfit you got from your cousin.
A slick red gown, with diamonds and rubies. Your hair is done, flowing over your shoulders like a golden waterfall.
Black. Your hair is done up in a stylish bun, and you have a silver locket with a picture of your sweetheart in it.
Jogging pants and a T-shirt. Hey, you jogged here, remember?
Purple and orange, together.
A cute sundress.
Your hair hasn't been combed in a few days, and you're wearing what you had on yesterday.

5. Music?
Normal stuff... whatever is on the radio.
Something feminine and sassy... Destiny's Child
Romantic old classics, Beethoven, Charlotte Church, or maybe Josh Groban.
Hard rock... anything to move to.
Blasting punk.
Something sweet and quiet.
Music? wha?!

6. Vacation?
Somewhere close to home.
Desert. Like Eqypt or Arabia.
Frah-nce. Je t'adore!
Wherever the NBA is playing.
Las Vegas... and hit the tables!
My best friend has a pool... we can invite lots of friends! Mommy, can I?
Travel? Done that. We're going CAMPING!

7. You're downtown, and a scary-looking man jabs a mug in your face, obviously begging for money. You:
Give him a couple quarters. You don't carry a lot of money with you anyway.
Sneer at him with perfectly painted lips. Sniffing, you brush on by. How DARE he!
Dig into your purse/wallet and give him everything you can.
Don't even see him, you're running by so fast.
Give him a rude gesture, and turn your walkman up.
Run away! Why me?
You wont find me downtown. ever.

8. Your favourite method of communication...
Um... telephone. duh.
A fancy $300 cell-phone.
Beautiful hand-written letters, sealed with red wax.
You jog to their house... if they're not there, oh well, it was good exercise.
e-mail. It's fastest, so you can send the same long party invitation instantly.
*knock, knock* "Can you come out and play?"
Smoke signals from a distant mountain.

9. Footwear?
Whatever happens to be on my feet.
Silver penny heels, with glass soles..
Shiny, black leather shoes.
Nike Airs... just do it.
Neon orange and black knee-highs.
Cute little dress shoes. Size 2.
Shoes?! What for? I go barefoot!

10. Pick a food, any food.
Anything edible.
Salad. I... must maintain my slim figure!
Pasta Primavera. With le fromage bleu.
Whatever I can grab on my way out... sandwich?
Let's see... I'll take an order of 15 extra-large pizzas with pepperoni please. No, it's not all for me!!
May I have a cookie?
Smoked venison, and fish. Oh, and some fresh berries and nuts too.

11. You're a horse (again), and the stable owner shoves a bowl of Fat 'n fiber horsefeed into your stall. You:
Eat it. It's all you're gonna get.
Scowl at it. It's so messy! You daintily brush it aside with the tip of your hoof.
Sigh, but eat it anyway. You know it's good for you.
Eat it in a frenzy... so... hungry...
Barter with the old mare in the stall next to you and get a bowl of sweetfeed. Yum
You don't get fat and fiber, your mouth is too small. Instead... Bran Mush! yay... (not)
Fat 'n fiber?, nah, you're outside eating grass.

12. Your ideal house:
Whatever. Anything big enough to live in.
An exquisite palace made of white and tan marble.
A castle, with beautiful courtyards.
Anything that has a pool, a workout room, and a gym in it.
Any building that has enough space to house one huge party.
A dollhouse. For Barbie and Ken.
House? Nah. How about a cave? or a hollow tree? Or a burrow?!

13. Your favourite Lord of the Rings character(s):
Bilbo Baggins.
Galadriel.
Gandalf the grey/white.
Um... I'll take an orc.
I'll take the hobbits, Merry and Pippin.
Frodo.
Aragorn and Legolas

14. You move...
Normally, how else?
With grace. All heads follow your movement.
With style and class.
Fast. You love running.
Bopping to your walkman.
With small steps. You don't want to get lost in the big world.
... Whatever.