Rock climbing, biking, or hang gliding.

Planting fruits and veggies on the roof of a public school, or protesting outside an industrial power plant.

Tanning and taking selfies.

Browsing the farmer's market.

Visiting important historical landmarks.

The life-changing magic of Crossfit.

Animal rights.

Facial contouring.

The tyranny of GMOs.

The election.

A self-defense course. Or plain ol' karate lessons.

A vegan leather jacket and an agreement from giver of gift to watch at least one PETA video.

A lavish blowout birthday bash somewhere super fancy and posh.

An eight-course meal at a restaurant with at least one Michelin Star.

To be class president! Who would I talk to about making that happen?

Cliff Bars. Or Luna Bars if I'm feeling fancy.

Indian—it has the most vegetarian options.

Whatever will look best on my Instagram.

Anything made with fresh, local ingredients.

Hot dogs and hamburgers! Because I love America.

Anything Jason Bourne.

Blackfish.

You prefer Bravo shows, tbh.

Jiro Dreams of Sushi.

Saving Private Ryan.

Never got to battle someone in the ring again.

Weren't allowed to recycle.

Got hacked on Snapchat.

Could only eat pre-packaged foods.

Couldn't vote.

My business card would just say "All-Around Badass."

Head of the Environmental Protection Agency.

Makeup artist-slash-reality star.

New York Times food critic.

You’d settle for something in Congress, but really you’re aiming for Commander in Chief…