I have actually been tagged *gasps at acknowledgement of my existence*
Here goes-

5 things found in my bag
1 . my lovely pale pink cell
2. wallet w/2-d hippo dangling on for dear life (curtesy of hui en)
3. packet of tissue (chronic nosebleeding problem have I)
4. sparkly ucla pen
5. lip balm

5 things found in my wallet
1 . green bills + the ghost of bills stolen from my wallet last week *bitter wailing
2 . picturesque ID
3 . scuba diving license
4 . picture of my siblings
5 . a mistreated RM 5 folded into a crumpled heart

5 fav things in my room
1 . butterfly and hummingbird acid-etched mirrors, made by *most unmodest scoff* me :)
2 . caltech poster + all my artwork tacked to the wall
3 . my secret blue box featuring colorful cows dancing in space
4 . pony nightlight
5 .a. decadent bed
5.b. the brave bookcase supporting the weight of my journals, chic lit, classics, and incomparable novels

5 things I've always wanted to do
1 . Paint something amazing on a wall or a really really big canvas
2. Write a novel or completely fill up one of my journals (whichever comes first)
3. Camp out in a tree house/ lie beneath a tree and gaze at stars above until I fall asleep
4. Own a home with a well-lit library and comfy, reading-friendly chairs.
5. Find the one, snag the one, and have a family

5 things im currently into
1. Pilates (sounds so cliche I'm afraid)
2. Nanotechnology + Biomimicry
3. Shia LaBeouf *sighs contentedly
4. Planning my fav uncle's life changing event
5. I'm all for acing freshman year (finally the nerd in me emerges after a 3 month siesta)

I tag andy, annlyn and elaine.

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This October, for 2 sweltering, mosquito-ridden, auntie-saturated (and hopefully ice kacang and roti-canai filled) days, I will be home for the happiest occasion in my favourite uncle's life. Lovely prospect. (*sweeps - the ordeal of a big homework pile awaiting my return- beneath my bed. . .) I hope to survive unmade beds, lack of sleep, brain boiling exams, and a cheap airport terminal. Meanwhile, I shall admire my new glossy, sleek, and rather attractive (if I do say so myself) hunk of plastic. My tentative ticket to autonomy.