Why I was late for school, (based on a true story)

Okay before I start here, if anyone still reads this i'm sorry for my absence I had to take care of me. I feel better and happier. I have gotten rid of anything and anyone who i feel like was hurting me. I feel better. Now back to my silly ramblings.

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I am not a morning person, and by 'not a morning person' I mean I can barely form understandable sentences until noon. Even then I need some sort of caffeine in my system. It's terrible I have the morning routine of a thirty six year old. Which wouldn't be bad if I wasn't seventeen.

This morning was like every other morning, I clicked the snooze button on my alarm clock three to many times and finally managed to drag myself out of my bed half an hour after my set time. On mornings like this, sleep is my demanding and time consuming mistress and I'm a sucker like Christopher Cross himself. After this my time to get ready is cut in half, I put together an outfit, put on my stockings, pin up my hair and get my hairspray.

So I thought, see this where things go horribly wrong. All my hair products are in a little basket on my vanity table. In order to understand what I proceeded to do here you need to know what dry shampoo is. Its basic purpose is to remove access oil from your hair when small amount are placed on the hair and to do what shampoo does. It's pretty much a white powder, which is quite visible on dark hair.

I being the walking dead in the morning that I am proceeded to grab the dry shampoo thinking it was my hairspray and sprayed my entire head with it. I gave myself quite a shock when I looked in the mirror to see my brown hair had turned nearly entirely white. I have got to say, not a very becoming look, I'm not looking forward to being old and turning gray. 
I then had to shower again to get the shampoo out. Never thought I would have to shampoo out shampoo! This is why I was late for first period class today.