Boards and myself get along somehow.

Ask anyone who knows me - I am constantly moving things around in my place.

You show up at the Olympics, and you're no longer you; you're an American Olympian. You're part of this greater whole, and the individual doesn't matter.

I wear black skinny-fit jeans - I can't get away from them. It's funny because I wore baggy jeans for ages, then one day my friend convinced me to try on a skinny pair and I thought they were great.

Trick names are so ridiculous!

I couldn't do my homework if my room wasn't clean. And it has carried on now that I am older, in a very freakish way.

Usually the thing that signifies that I'm done with the winter and all that is that I start skateboarding.