Hockey! I want to write about hockey for the last one. I think hockey is a pretty okay sport. I like football and hockey. Those are probably my two favorite sports. No wait, I’ve changed my mind. Football, gymnastics, and hockey. My friends would be amazed to hear me say I like hockey, but I do. However, I think that the fights in it are sometimes pretty made up. You know, hype the crowd type of deal. My roommate is in here and he’s writing emails, and every time he writes emails he makes this noise and this face like he’s doing something really important and difficult. I think he almost starts sweating.

I just got a new Sony laptop. It’s pretty good so far, but I’m sure things will go wrong in due time. Laptops are like that. It looks great though. It’s brown. I’ve never had a brown laptop before. It’s textured so it kind of feels like wood. The screen is great for watching movies. I kind of wish it had an actual button for turning the volume up and down, because I hate clicking the little icon and dragging it down. Takes too long. It has a pretty great display off and mute button though, which both come in handy.

I would probably go around doing ridiculous things, assuming I had all the money in the world. Or some money to spend. I want to go skydiving. I love to travel, but I always want to have a home to come home to. Actually I would probably get a job anyways, because I hear people can’t be happy without work. You need to feel productive to be happy. I doubt I could motivate myself to do anything that mattered if I didn’t really have to, and then where would I go all of the time. I suppose maybe I could get really good at swimming and swim the English Channel.

This is a tough question, I have a lot of fond memories of my parents. If I could go through the depths of my subconscious and remember things I don’t even know exist anymore, I would probably choose a memory from then as my fondest. My parents are both great people and I have fond memories of each of them, but I think the greatest memory could be found back in the days when they were still in love. I remember that my dad used to always yell “Remember what the dormouse said”, as I was walking out the door for school, and I would say “okay dad” with a smile on my face. No one ever really understood it except us. I’m sure a lot of people would, but none of my friends did, and I liked that.

I like all kinds of movies. Again, that is a very vague answer and I’ll try my best to elaborate, but please hear me out before I fail with that task. I’m a film student, so this should be easy. But it’s not. I like everything. Even genres you think you would never give a chance I bet I could find you a movie in you’d enjoy. I never used to really like science fiction but did you see Blade Runner? How great was that?! And at the end, when he’s all, oh what’s that, and it’s all, oh I’m an origami unicorn, and he’s all, woah what in the world? Is my reality really my reality? Could it be ME that is a replicant? Turns your whole world upside down. Or was it an origami swan?

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Most people hate high school I hear. I liked it a lot. I don’t know, I guess there were terrible parts and wonderful parts, but the wonderful parts were probably the best times of my life so far. Granted I’m only in my third year of college so I have some more times to be had, but in my opinion high school was way better than college is going. These are supposed to be the best years of my life and here I am pinching pennies to stay afloat while simultaneously getting my heart broken by boys and drowning in endless academics.

I drive an awesome car. It’s my favorite thing. It’s a Subaru, so of course it’s awesome. What better brand of car is there than Subaru? There isn’t, that’s what. My car’s name is Apollo, and I have no qualms about him, only praise. He’s beautiful, inside and out. I know that you’re supposed to buy a car because it has a fantastic engine or wonderful safety records or whatever, but I’ll tell you what really drew me to ole’ Apollo. The knobs. The knobs inside of this car are wonderful. Sensational I’d say. I mean yes, of course it has a Boxer engine that lasts 200,000 miles and has the highest safety records of any brand for umpteen straight years in a row. But my God, those knobs.

If I could have lunch with three people, I’d have to go with William Blake, T.S. Eliot, and D.H. Lawrence.  Yes, they are all dead, but let’s imagine for a moment that they are alive and interested in dining with me.  Blake is a remarkably creative individual.  I’ve held his original illuminated works in my hands, and even from 300 years in the past, the works spoke to me.  Eliot would be nice addition for lunch, balancing Blake’s creativity and fierce opinions with restraint and fascinating cerebral observation.  Lawrence is there to round out the crew and remind us of the joys of the body.