The host. You plan the party and make sure everybody's having a good time and nothing's going awry...plus, you look great while doing it.
The wanderer. One minute you're the life of the party, the next minute, no one can find you. Is he/she in the bathroom? The parking lot? The deck? No worries, though. You always turn up eventually.
The life of the party. Your crazy antics and outstanding dance moves are the REASON people go to the party. Tales of how well you can "break it down" are legendary.
The party crasher. Nobody really invited you, but you show up anyway because you want to be loved.
The talked-about newbie. You don't know anyone at the party, but it takes you less than five seconds to start making friends. Everyone loves you and misses you when you leave.
A red convertible. It's fast, flashy, and obnoxious...and has plenty of extra head room.
A white limo. It's classy, sophisticated, and you could fit your friends in there, too.
An orange mini-van. It's funny-looking and there's plenty of extra space for your multiple personalities.
A light blue sports car. It's girlie, yet fast and semi-dangerous. Plus, your mom would hate it.
Any car with a great grille.
You walked across the table smashing all the dishes, then pretended that that was completely normal. When asked about it later that day, you pleaded insanity.
You used your spoon as a scepter and banged it on the table a few times while yelling "Off with your heads!". You then proceeded to tell your mother that her gigantic perm was a great hairstyle choice and that you admired your father's new Escalade.
You asked your parents why it was necessary to eat that specific food. Then you questioned society's norms and expectations.
You smile big and bold as if in agreement, then slip underneath the table while your parents aren't looking in the hopes that they will think you've disappeared. Plus, it's funny to watch them freak out.
You tell them that since you know these foods are nutritious and will keep you looking your best, you agree that it would be most beneficial to eat them. Even though it's disgusting, it's for the greater good of everyone. Then they look at you as if you've lost your mind, and you gracefully glide out of the dining room, leaving your polished plate behind.
Your fun sense of humor.
Your ability to easily confuse people.
Your sense of adventure.
The Bermuda Triangle.
A fancy VIP beach resort where people wait on you hand and foot.
A ski resort in a serene, snow-covered mountain range.
A cruise to China.
Your diary. You'd rather read your own writing than reading what someone else wrote.
"101 Ways to Summon Help from Sea Creatures". It might just be crazy enough to work...
A book of yoga positions. You're one with your natural surroundings, and even though you are probably in extreme danger, you're calm and harmonious with all that surrounds you.
"Sand Castle Building for Dummies." Even if you have no one to show it to, you still need to build yourself some kind of castle to satiate your ego.
A book of Sudoku puzzles. It'd keep you entertained and at the peak of your cleverness.