A chemical tragedy

So last weekend at the wedding, one of the bride's maids had a gorgeous color of hair. well, i decided to imitate and went out to buy this fabulous shade of fake hair color. it was four dollars at big lots. Well I attempted to do the coloring myself...and well, i guess i missed a spot or two. BRIGHT ORANGE! atleast in my head. i looked like pippi longstocking or a die hard long horn fan. Well, my mom assured me that it looked good, so i believed this to be true. UNTIL...after school program. why are kids brutally honest? should we be proud of them for holding dear the value of honesty? or should we tell them not to be so rude? anyway, a lot of what I heard yesterday was:

"Oh my gosh, what did you do to your hair?"
"Did you mean for it to turn that color?"
"It doesn't look very good."

and then when someone would try to make me feel better by telling me it didnt look that bad...

"yes it does!!! can you see it? it does not look good."

hahahaha, thanks a lot you little brats! just kidding.