Me, Im Ga. But its pronounced Jar. So technically, I'm jar too.
Anyways, I live in a little old country called "New Zealand". People in other countries who may chance to SOMEHOW miraculously be reading this, may only know NZ for things like the All Blacks or Lord of the Rings. If thats the case, then I can assure you not to worry; we don't have Gollums wreaking havoc over the place, our feet aren't hobbit-hairy and not the whole country looks like Mount Doom.
But, I have walked on Mt Doom (actually called Mt Ngauruhoe). There were icicles at the base, so its no where near at hot as they make it out to be - sorry to destroy the brilliant and dramatic images of me sitting atop a lava spurting volcano, typing out my blog posts.
My hair is orange (usually). And Im constantly the butt of jokes when it comes to anything that even resembles the colour orange. I'm pretty used to the harassment, its a part of everyday life.
Occasionally I've got blue or pink hair (maybe red or green too), but seeing at majority of my teachers shun me and give me empty threats, it's just much easier to stick to multi coloured hair in the holidays and special occasions.
I myself, my personality, can't really be described. There is yet a word to be made in the English dictionary that successfully does my scrambled mind any kind of justice.
I think thats enough for now - Lord of the rings just came on tv and I can't resist watching it any longer. Bye!
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Hello again!This is atleast a good 4 months later than when I last wrote.
I forgot I had a little side page that all about me.
As for updates of my previous me; my hair is almost completely orange now, and hasn't been multicoloured in around about 2 months. I miss being bright (not that orange isnt bright), but I'm in the working world now (and I don't like it one bit!) and apparently the working world disaprooves of multicolored hair.
Thier all a bunch of suit wearing racist-to-hair bastards that .. that... that work!
Also, my wardrobe is slowly being drowned out with the 'sophisticated' colour black. How sickening. Wheres the yellow, blue and green! The purples and pinks! The vermillion and the turquiose?!
WHERE IS THE BEIGE?!
The beige is in Hell. Thats where the beige is... ugh. Beige.
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14-1-2013
Hiya world, I guess it's about time for an update or two (or four, six, ten, eighty-two...).
Haven't a clue when I last wrote in here... but hey, WHO CARES!
To comment of my current hair colour status, it's still orange. With blonde in the front sides and underneath my fringe. This weekend it had pink too, because bless my socks - I've discovered hair chalk! So pink is with me in my spare time. Not that there's much of THAT anymore.
I have a brand new job, it's still got its stickers on. Fresh from the shops.
I start tomorrow - I know, it's friggen scary. Apparently I'm a junior Web photographer and Graphic designer now. It sounds so damn professional that I don't quite believe it myself, yet.
I'm still dancing and singing in the relationship department - Tib and I had our 3 year anniversary in December. 'Oh how romantic!' 'Thats so sweet!' 'You guys are so perfect together!'
Yeah, yeah, I know. Be jealous.
