ink ink ink!!!

i love tattoo ink!!!

for all my real tattoo people out there. don't you just love the way a tattoo parlor smells? when you walk in and hear the buzzing of the needle and the groans of pain and agony....it's the little things in life.

my most recent tattoo was my hello kitty placed umm...down below? [no pun intended]. it didn't hurt. but the one before that...smh. my leopard print on my arm--made me rethink getting a whole sleeve. i was not aware that arm tattoos hurt so much. i had gotten two arm tattoos previous to the leopard print. my chanel on my inner arm and my latin saying for "i am not lost" on the other arm (inner). but for some reason, when you venture out to the outer parts of your arm....that shit hurts like a bitch. and yes....i wanted to cry. but i took it, at times i didn't want to but i took it.

my leopard print is a work in progress. nowhere near finished and idk when the hell i'm going to want to face that pain again. probably before the summer...

2.0.0.9

it's 2009, and while i'd like to sit here and lie and say that a lot has changed....really, nothing is different. i have the same job that i had in 2008,--cheers for that!--have the same friends with one or two new editions, and i'm still getting tattooed every chance i can get. i'm going to be covered, i just have a gut feeling. i have a total of 18 tattoos now (i think), and i'm not really going to be stopping anytime soon. everyone says the same thing: "what about when you get married?! how are you gonna wear your wedding dress with all those tattoos?!" They're just tattoos people, they're not going to make me unable to fit into my wedding dress...just some ink on my skin, don't have a cow. There are some people who just don't understand my tattoo choices. Like the people I work with for instance. There's this one girl, her name is Jaime, and while I don't think she's a bad person and I like her as a friend, she always has something negative or just utterly stupid to say about my tattoos. She has either one or two tattoos, i forget. But i know she has a gigantic butterly on her back a.k.a "the tramp stamp". She has the nerve to try and come at me when she has a butterly of all things on her back. My rose is ridiculous but her butterly is completely acceptable. Smh...people man...people. But anywho, back to 2009. I have some good vibes coming from this year. I see nothing but good things heading my way and I'm excited about each and every last one of them. I'm going to try and keep up with this blog more often since I'm less busy, (taking a break from school). And i'm going to work my ass off to get exactly where I want and need to be in my life....and that's on top.

For now...cheerio.