Remember, remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder treason and plot,
I know of no reason
Why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.



Just back from the bonfire night. Hehehe.

You know that after a break-up women usually cut or/and color their hair, as a symbol of new begining or shit. Hell, even my ex-boyfriend shaved both his beard and hair off!

So, to fit the pattern and to engage in this post-break up therapy, I decided to dye my hair. Simple, isn't it?

WELL IT'S NOT! Instead of getting the desired dark violet, my hair is pink now!

As in Shindou Shuichi pink! As Haruno Sakura pink!!!!

Fuck my ass.

I will NEVER get a job with hair like that (although I kinda like it).

Since my journal has been a vicitm of spam-attacks, I am, finally, after thousand years of using LJ, going friends-only. :( Makes me sad, but I can't stand that spam anymore.