A surfboard -- I have, like, seven of them. There's a rack right above the head of my bed where I store them -- actually, there's a snowboard there right now.

I actually used to be a lot worse. I used to do flips snowboarding, but when I was 12, I cracked my head open trying to do a front flip. Backflips are a lot easier, but I knew this guy who was really good at front ones, so I figured I would try it. I landed weird and my board ended up hitting me in the back of the head. It was pretty gnarly! My dad was there to take photos of the flip, which would've been really cool, but instead he got pictures of me being taken away on a sled with a big bandage around my head.

Well, surfing is pretty intense. I learned in Northern California, where I grew up. It's freezing-cold water there, so you have to wear a really thick wet suit with a hood and booties. Plus, it's a breeding ground for great white sharks. I've had buddies who've gotten hit and knew one girl who got bit.

Once when I was with my friend and his dad, we were just sitting there on our boards and a shark came straight at me. I started freaking out, and then it dove under. I didn't know if it was going to come back and bite me or what, which was even worse than seeing it! I was screaming, which made my friend and his dad scream, and we all paddled in to shore really fast.

I'm a dog person -- my family has three dogs. We also have four or five horses, quite a few cats, donkeys, and a couple of llamas. But I don't really like the llamas. They stink and all they do is try to spit on you.

They're alright. They're noisy, but they're not as bad as the llamas!