text: Fran: Mom, I'm not going to school today.
  Mom: Why, what happened?
  Fran: It's my hair again, Mom.
  Fran: Looks horrible, I can't seem to do nothing about it.
  Mom: Don't exaggerate, honey. Just tie it up or something.
  Fran: I hate myself.
  Mom: Relax, dear. Everybody’s got a bad hair day once in a while=)
target: Fran doesn't want to go to school today, because her hair looks horrible.