The fails of woman - DIY

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
These are true little stories of me and my friends. They are all about our epic fails and how we seem to have a laugh out of these moments which make hilarious stories that most teenage girls can relate to.

Submitted: December 07, 2011

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The next step towards independence was DIY; do it yourself. To begin with I decide to take a womanly approach to a usually masculine job and what better to do than painting. My room needed some serious attention and according to one of the many magazines I have collected over the years decorating your room to fit your personality helps with a lonely or suffering heart. But painting the four white walls that made up my bedroom seemed rather dull, then inspiration hit me with a home book my grandmother gave to me and I suddenly wanted to make an art piece of my old bedside table. Sitting outside in my garden with a silk dressing gown on wasn’t my best idea, reason one was because my neighbours kept giving me dirty looks thinking I have come up with a new teenage way of meditation, Second reason was that my ‘Japanese’ look didn’t fit in with the badass village of Wheatley Hill that I am unfortunate to live in and finally because my three year old niece Caitlyn and her equally small best friend Jacob happened to love the garden and painting. Of course my creative juices couldn’t flow while chasing the annoying kids away from my sure to be masterpiece, so I just started with a simple white paint. My mother gave me white gloss that appeared to be as old as my young self which is accent in paint years, so before I could even lift the brush to the table I was forced to stir the horrible looking oil into the blob of paint. Once my talent of stirring was completed and the paint could pass as normal, I was ready to begin. The paint was incredibly thick so my one coat of paint turned out to be around 12 coats in one stroke of a brush. No-one warned me that too much paint didn’t cope well with drying so when I went over to my newly painted table five hours later to test its dryness I was surprised to find it still soaking. Two days later when I came up with a new way of making my table unique and quirky which was to paint it my favourite colour yellow on the top but due to my lack of knowledge it was still wet. Three days later my evil niece Caitlyn put a cup on my disaster, when she lifted it there was a ring where the still wet paint had been took up; yes this was a miracle and should be put in the world records. But this has not put me off being a do it yourself kind of girl and I came up with a drastic step to make my own bookshelf. 


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