Both my best and worst memories are of my time in Nicaragua. The experience as a whole was totally redeeming and amazing. It sounds so cliche, but I don't care because I'm saying that from the heart. I stayed with a host family and went back to the same kind of rural farming village outside of Managua.

I remember the general anxiety of teenager, and I remember establishing some sort of appearance based on what my peers would think. And cliques, oh my God, the worst. The worst!

I mostly like to travel and volunteer because I get antsy if I stay in my comfort zone for too long.

I am the middle child with an older and younger brother.

I have a bunch of friends at the University of California at Berkeley, so that's always a fun drive. Last summer I took five road trips to Berkeley. It's so beautiful. I like to take the scenic routes and make stops along the way.

I feel very strongly that young women have regressed a little bit. But I do get all preachy about it.

New York, hands down. I don't want to be there in the winter, but even then it's an amazing place.