Well, it's much darker/more vivid now than it should be. I'm a very reddish blonde and I was tired of the thing I had going on naturally where the color changed by the season (very light strawberry blonde in the summer, red in the fall and spring, light brownish auburn in the winter), so I darkened it up with henna so that it doesn't look like I dye my hair every season. Now it's somewhere between the red and light-brownish-auburn, though in different light it looks all of the old colors still. It's actually a lot darker than it even used to be back when I started dying it, because I think the layers of dark on top of each other as I redo it are making it much less of the bright red and more of the auburn.
Twas originally a tad blonder than this : (http://photobucket.com/)
Sometimes (mostly in our Friday class, because that's the last period of the week) we just sit around and talk with her.
I had an english teacher last period of the day last year who was like that. But she moved to the middle school to teach gifted kids, and we were all sad.
We're trying to convince her to teach year eleven next year, so we can have her again.
I was hoping that my aforementioned teacher would move up with us, as one of the two who used to teach this year's english left, but she had her gifted teaching certification, so they had to move her. They did the same thing to my dad; he was one of the few teachers who was certified to teach gifted kids and the district needed somebody, so they bumped him out of US History to middle school gifted (at a different school).
Yay not-pointless story sharing. I love learning things about people.
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Date: 2006-09-23 04:12 am (UTC)It's actually a lot darker than it even used to be back when I started dying it, because I think the layers of dark on top of each other as I redo it are making it much less of the bright red and more of the auburn.
Twas originally a tad blonder than this :
Sometimes (mostly in our Friday class, because that's the last period of the week) we just sit around and talk with her.
I had an english teacher last period of the day last year who was like that. But she moved to the middle school to teach gifted kids, and we were all sad.
We're trying to convince her to teach year eleven next year, so we can have her again.
I was hoping that my aforementioned teacher would move up with us, as one of the two who used to teach this year's english left, but she had her gifted teaching certification, so they had to move her. They did the same thing to my dad; he was one of the few teachers who was certified to teach gifted kids and the district needed somebody, so they bumped him out of US History to middle school gifted (at a different school).
Yay not-pointless story sharing. I love learning things about people.