Damnit
Okay, today officially sucked. I was changing my nail polish and I spilt nail polish remover all over the coffee table... which happens to have a cherry wood finish... If you aren't aware, nail polish remover acts like acetone, and it completely removed the cherry gloss from the table, and now there's a giant fricking patch of white on the coffee table... we're not talking about little patch, we're talking like the size of an adult hand -_-;; And then my mum got pissed and so I literally walked half-way to home depot. And then my mom drove and found me walking across the 4-way traffic. Anyways, then I got to home depot, and I told the poor guy what happened and he like sucked in air and nearly had a heart attack the second I said "Nail polish remover, spilt on wood." uh.. yea. Then the other guy working there said that I would have to sand the wood, and then put a layer of gloss or w/e.. I don't get that. Wouldn't sanding it off mess the damn thing up more?
Then I get home, without anything and I decided to get the address for the place I we go to graduate tomorrow, and I notice that I was suppose to turn in the school stuff for transcripts TWO WEEKS AGO. Except for the fact I just read this damn thing YESTERDAY. Great. Just FRICKING great.
Then I get home, without anything and I decided to get the address for the place I we go to graduate tomorrow, and I notice that I was suppose to turn in the school stuff for transcripts TWO WEEKS AGO. Except for the fact I just read this damn thing YESTERDAY. Great. Just FRICKING great.