Hair tree

I hate how after you graduate from college you're judged by accreditation. I feel like in order to impress anyone in the future my glass door will have to say this in frosted lettering: Dr. Joanna Lo DDS., MDS., MSD., PhD., MD., MAGD., etc. and then I'll have to add on another door because it won't fit.

Yeah, I don't really understand people... Also, you know it's finals because the hair has gone up.

I wish I could get a puppy, but unfortunately I have come to accept the fact that the closest thing I'll ever have to a pet is the stupid pigeon making unattractive noises on top of my roof.