This is from the summer of 2008. It was not a good summer. My mum took this picture with my Nikon D60 when I was visiting Red Deer.
Every once in a blue moon, I feel the need to dye my hair blonde. It's usually because I'm feeling rebellious and cranky; a dangerous combination. It's always a bad idea but it's also not the worse thing I could do when in said mood. Thank goodness, I don't get tattoos.