Even non-teenagers do stupid things

That's right. I am OFFICIALLY twenty! But with the territory comes wisdom and maturity, right? Oh how wrong I was! I decided (along with the help of my dad) that I would dye my hair a nice dirty blonde. So off I headed to Paul Mitchell hair school. I entered the doors at ten and left at four. Yes, that means I endured 6 hours of treatment on my hair where the did a million things. On the last attempt on my hair I looked at it and through gritted teeth said, "Yes, it's lovely." In my opinion, it was not lovely. It was orangey-yellow.

But of course, people always save the day. Lena and Scott let me eat some of their dinner and my parents let me bawl on the phone to them. AND THEN my room mates invited people over from the ward to go get slushes. I have to admit, although I did not want anyone to see me, the slushie was well worth it.

Today though, my hair is "fixed". It is still blonde, but does not scream bloody murder every time I walk in the door. Lesson learned.

1. DON'T DO SOMETHING DRASTIC ON YOUR BIRTHDAY

2. IF YOU MUST, CELEBRATE YOUR BIRTHDAY ON ANOTHER DAY.

3. HAIR DYE MAKES YOUR SCALP HURT

4. LIFE IS FULL OF GOOD PEOPLE

5. IT'S OKAY TO LAUGH AT YOUR OWN MISTAKES