Maybe it's the result of a teen-hood spent lying on friend's beds or camp bunks with my legs up on the wall, filling out quiz after quiz in Sassy, YM, and Seventeen, but my thirst for self-knowledge -- the kind that can only be imparted by an outside source -- is nigh unquenchable. What kind of girlfriend am I? What fragrance? My answers were mostly Bs! Tell me, glossy vehicle for cosmetic advertisements, tell me who I am!