poketroket

Ok...my stubborn and impatient nature got the better of me.

After staring at these blank white walls for over 2 months, which somewhat reminded me of a hospital or psyche ward, i gave up. With my housemate in the US for the holidays, I took to my hands the hooks which my roomy told me were the "correct ones" but realised i had no hammer. I tore the apartment upside down on a fruitless hunt for a hammer. I stood there in my undies, damp hair from the shower ready to admit myself to a psyche ward. Desperate times called for desperate actions. I took my beloved Owl statue named Who in my hand and marched to the hallway. After banging away trying to find the wooden stud in the wall for about 5 minutes, i was satisfied that i had found it. I held the hook in one hand with Who in the other, i tapped gently not wanting to hurt him. My heart was pounding with each tap. Finally the nail grabbed. Just one more tap just to be safe. The nail pushed through like a penis breaking a virgins hymen. FUCK!!!!!! Ok not to worry i said to myself. The stud has to be here. I banged away with my fist on the wall, searching for the stud. Another 5 minutes later i was sure that i had found it....... I was wrong. Two holes later, 200 swear words later and a violated owl, i think i may have learnt my lesson to just wait or ask someone for help.