#lostboypaul

Rule 1: Always post the rules

Rule 2: Answer the questions the person who tagged you asked, and write 11 new ones

Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to the post

Rule 4: Actually tell them you tagged them.

 edwoodrp tagged me. (( Thanks! ^.^ ))

What was your favorite movie growing up? 

I know this is going to sound completely cliche, but it really was Labyrinth.

Who was your first actor/actress crush? 

And to continue on with the obvious... David Bowie as the Goblin King.

What are your favorite hobbies? 

Writing, photography, painting, reading, playing my bass, and I research stuff like it's a hobby.

What is your favorite band? 

Currently, it is Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I saw them live last summer and was absolutely enthralled by them. I also love going to shows where I know the words to, and love, every single song they play. xD And I totally have a girl crush on Karen O.

What is your favorite book? 

Ack that's such a tough question, there are so many that I love. I'll be ridiculous and go with 'The Gashlycrumb Tinies' by Edward Gorey.

If you got to spend a day with ANYONE IN THE WORLD, dead or alive, who would it be and what would you do with them? 

I'm going to be shallow and go with Jack White because I am in love with him. I would love to hang out with him because he seems really interesting and like he would be cool to just talk to. Oooo and I would totally want to see him play his guitar and sing up close.

What’s your favorite cuss word? 

Hmm, I dunno if I have a favorite one. I probably say 'shit' the most, and drop the 'f' bomb too much.

What’s a sound that you love/hate? 

I despise the sound of my alarm clocks in the morning. (Yes I need two of them.) Yet without them there is no way I would wake up in time for work.

What’s one of your dreams? 

To travel the world.

What are you most proud of yourself for?

For finally figuring out what I wanted to do with my life, going for it, and finding an ideal job in my field. And doing it all for me, and not to please anyone else.

By the powers vested in me, I tag:

The bike's engine ripped through the night like thunder billowing from the skies. David's eyes watered from the wind that was rushing by his face from the speed of the bike. The edge of the cliff to one side, his tire getting so close to the drop off that he could lean a little and go sailing over. Abruptly, he came to a halt. Propping the bike up with the leg furthest from the edge, he let the engine idle. His eyes fell down to the water below. Beating against the rocks. Sea foam frothing and swirling, reflecting the light of the moon. It was a beautiful night.

His ears picked up another sound in the darkness. The engine of a bike coming closer. He looked over his shoulder at the approaching figure, kicking up a dust cloud behind him. Paul. David laughed and snapped his wrist, taking off. He continued to look behind his shoulder as he sped ahead and yelled to him. "Think you can keep up?"