I’m looking like a carrot.
Well, not much. I guess…
But I still feel like a carrot anyway.
I cut and dyed my hair wednesday, and so my bleached-blond-hair was replaced by this reddish dye they’ve put on it.
Is not by far ugly. Is actually cute.
But I surpassed for so much trouble to get my nearly platinum hair that is almost painful. Not to mention that I got much more attention when blonde.
Hm…
Right now I was told that I have some issues cause I said to my friend that all I know is that now I’m happy cause I discovered Inuyasha’s manga finished two months ago*, that I look like a carrot despise the fact that my hairs color look nothing like a carrot and that just a few hours ago I was crying like a helpless child because of a Toy Story 2’s music that I was listening to.
edit: *acually Inuyasha’s manga is not finished yet. Next week will be published the last chapter. Sorry, my mistake.
Indeed, I have some issues, – carrots, why carrots? I don’t even like carrots! – but at the very last my friend said she liked me, even if I’m a nearly mad person.
Well, who isn’t?
And now I’m holding my self to not have a crazy fifteen-years-old fangirl attack over this last Inuyasha’s manga.
And yes, I’m fully aware that today is Friday 13th.
Spooky thoughts for all of you,
~Vanny
