Yeah, so I went to get another haircut the other day, but with a dye
this time. Haircut went well, short and tidy (at last), but the
dying..... Hmm. Jens (host brother) has thusfar come up with the best
description: "piss-gold".
Completely freaked out, I decided to dye it
again with store products, back to brown. My hair (respectfully)
rejected the colour, but it became it bit more red. Strangely enough,
it looks better than before, but I still prefer brown. WHY, oh WHY did
I dye it in the first place?! This is probably the hair that will be on
all my photos in Madrid, my new driver's license and student card for
next year - way to haunt me.
Plus we have swimming at school for the
next few weeks, so theres a chance it might go green. Hi-five! Hi-five
all the way to HELL.
And to top it off, my face has decided to make me
look as ugly as possible for the moment. Grrr face, grrr.
Before. Not a bad pic!
Middle (help me god)
Final
In happier news, my last few days have been completely relaxed, I've just been staying
inside (out of public ridicule) watching Fruit Basket anime, which is
really cool and relates all these social-psychological themes with
various japanese foods and childrens games. At one point two characters
were fighting in what seemed like perfectly reasonable circumstances,
when it hit me that they were angry because one of them served another
character leek soup picked from another's vegetable garden. Really, it
made sense at the time.
Also heading off to Madrid tomorrow! Apprehensive about the company for
the trip, but if its anything like Paris, I'll be pleasantly surprised.
And hopefully not ridiculed over wierd hair.