Cheerleader of the Week: Florida International's Vanessa

Name: Vanessa MarreroHometown: Portchester, N.Y.School: Florida International UniversityYear: SeniorMajor: Advertising Here is a photo gallery of Vanessa in

Name: Vanessa MarreroHometown: Portchester, N.Y.School: Florida International UniversityYear: SeniorMajor: Advertising

Here is a photo gallery of Vanessa in action, and here is SI.com's Cheerleader of the Week archive.

I love my school, but I almost went to: I always planned on going to FIU.

My best physical feature is: My hair.

If I had to watch one movie on loop for ever, it would be: The Notebook.

If you looked at the "most played" songs on my iPod, you'd see a lot of: Hip-Hop.

The shows I DVR/TiVo are: The Hills, America's Best Dance Crew.

My favorite Web Sites are: Google, Facebook.

My favorite people to follow on Twitter are: I don't use Twitter.

My worst habit is: I procrastinate.

My gameday superstitions are: Never leave my house without my boots on.

The talent I'd most like to have that I don't possess is: Play the guitar.

These three things top my bucket list: To visit Australia and Hawaii, to go scuba diving, to be a professional dancer.

I'd want my last meal to be: Bistec de palomilla with moros.

The most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me during a game is: My rookie year, while we were on the sidelines at a game, my team started a dance a routine while I just stood there distracted and not dancing.

Three things I'd take to a desert island are: My shoes, coconut lotion, My iPod.

My favorite pro sports teams are: Yankees, Miami Heat.

My one guilty pleasure is: I love vanilla cake.

My celebrity crush is: Paul Walker.

Five people I'd like to have dinner with (living or dead) are: My great grandparents, Walt Disney, Paul Walker, Britney Spears and Wade Robson.

My friends would be surprised to know that I: Play wiffle ball.

The next risk I want to take is: To go scuba diving.

The worst date I've ever been on was: With a guy that took me to dinner and barely spoke and chewed louder than a camel. There was a lot of awkward silence and his hands were always sweaty when he touched me. He also had on way too much cologne. By the end of the date I felt like puking.