A peek into the hazard zone that is my childhood bedroom.

Things found while cleaning my room:

• wooden shoe rack covered in band photos and magazine cutouts
• various academic and sports awards
• tons of costume jewelry (and by costume jewelry, just imagine tornado blowing through a 90s Claire's store on its way to my room)
• Key Club stuff (volunteer organization in high school)
• works of classical literature (some of which has yet to be read. I'll get to it)
• clothes I haven't worn since I was 11 yet still fit (or fit even better...I was big snacker)
• lombok pearl tasbih beads (mine?)
• pictures of orangutans 
• the hazmat suit a friend stole from his internship and gave to me
• my midterm paper on the Riot Grrrl movement from American music history class.

I like what all this says about who I am.