Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Thinner
Ok, I shall quickly skip pass all my rather bloggable things to the big event for me. So, I was here, happily (or rather emoingly) paint stuff when a certain victim of rape decided to smear paint (the wall kind mind you) on my face. Ok, fine, it was just a splotch but nevertheless I was lyk "Max Huang!" (oops). So, after scrubbing like crazy in the toilet, I decided to take my revenge. (Reminds me of anecdotes)
From behind, I tried to strangle him (like he did to me on Monday) and lo and behold, a whole tin of white paint splashed onto the grey concrete follow. We were all mortified as we watch the paint spreed in "expanisve sheets" before I had the sense to tilt the can back up.
So Max and I went like "TISSUE!" and dashed to the toilet and emptied half the toilet roll. I went back and most unfruitfully tried to clean up by soaking the paint up with tissue and coating my whole hand and wrist in it. Many thanks to Sam for getting more toilet rolls.
Anyway, before the paint dried, I was desperately scrubbing my skin raw to remove the paint in the toilet for half and hour. Using almost all the soap available, I scratched half my skin off and ended up with white nails. Then, I gave up.
Went back and was suanned by people saying "Ooh, look, I got paint on my hand [points at tiny blotch] and I give that hello-look-at-my-nails look." And we laughed.
Anyways, went home and found a bottle of thinner which my dad said was meant to wash hands with. And in like 20 seconds, all the remaining paint came off painlessly.
I've nothing more to say.
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