Paint Job .... Take 2

ughhhh! The week of Oct. 1st started out awful! I got a phone call from my mom telling me that I would be responsible for painting my old apartment back to the color it was prior to the BEAUTIFUL pink and zebra stripes! Number one, I thought it looked cute! Number two, I am not a painter. Number three, I really had to begin getting ready for Delta Premier! Delta Premier is an even hosted by all the older sister. It is a social where all the new baby sisters get introduced to the invited public! The attire is Homecoming attire ... dresses and cute shoes ... with amazing jewelry! OK anyway, I STILL DIDN'T HAVE JEWELRY! One of my sisters and I decided to go and get started on the apartment. First, we went to Walmart ... that was interesting. The man that was in charge of the paint area did not know what he was talking about! His eyes were all red and glazed ... don't ask me! We got our paint and went over to the little boys section to get white button-up shirts for yet another planned social. The next social was going to be Graffiti! This is when you go out to a club with a bunch of your sisters, you're invited by a frat., wearing a white shirt, and everyone gets the chance to sign whatever they want on it! So, we got our shirts and headed to the register and paid. As we're walking out we see the huddle of men sitting outside Walmart asking for money ... we ran fast. We got in the car and headed over to my old apartment. Now, like i;ve told you before, my old roommates are very very very mean. On the dry erase board hanging on the wall in front of the front door there was "Celebrating all week because Nicky is gone" ......... i felt very incomfortable! We quickly unlocked the door to my room and started priming! I had paint all over me and we had just began! I started getting silly and began jumping on the bed, where I had put the off-white color that would be going on on top of the primer. I continued jumping UNTIL the can flipped over and landed on the carpet ... upside down!!!! My sister started laughing and i almosyt started crying! We flipped it rightside up and started scooping, scrubbing, and patting! It was useless! We called another one of our sisters to see what she thought we should do. We ended up having to go get shampoo, scrubbing buubbles, and a rag ... which was priginally my shirt. We used water and we scrubbed! After what seemed to be an hour of scrubbing, we heard a knock on the door. I was a janitor ... at 11:30 at night ... can we help you sir??? Anway he said there was leaking downstairs from my room ..........! OH GOODNESS! The water we had been using was leaking down to the apartment under us! I was stressing out and when I'm stressed I call my mom. Well, she yelled at me! UGHHHH I didn't know what to do! My mom said since I was stressing out I should just take a break ... to bad it was 11:30! My sister and I decided to go back to the house. When we walked in our sisters laughed at us and we laughed too! We told them the story and it just seemed to help ... just letting it out and laughing about it!