Pink- it's not even a question.

My hair is now a neon dark pink- a color which, until 7:30 this morning, I thought was non-existant. Three bad pics to post now. I'm hoping to get some of me and Maddo looking hot at Logjam when we help Daryl pimp out Comic House and Campus Films. Nice sunlight, me with my pink, her with her aqua? Sexy. And, easy to spot. (Sarah, just look for the BLINDNESS when you get out of lab. <3)

It is so weird to see me covered in something this PINK.


This is where the "neon" comes into play.


More after Logjam, mayhap.

Daryl told me two days ago about a girl who went off on a rant about me in Genetics class. Apparently she sat next to me in Microbiology on Wednesday and spent the entire hour staring at my head. Faded burgandy and red is evidently quite sexy, or enthralling, or something. (Well, it still looked good. I was just BORED.) Anyway, during lab, three different people have a conversation about how I am the "only person in the world who could ever pull of this shade of hair."

I went into microbiology today, and she sat next to me again. This time, she ranted about how awesome my hair was to my face, and we introduced ourselves to each other.

Before today, I never knew who she was, or that she had been in a single one of my classes. My obliviousness never ceases to astound me. Then again, when you have ever-changing haircolors, more people know you than you think.

>>; *shaves head*