*Giggles* Everyone always says that when they find out. It was both annoying and amusing when school started and it wasn't completely healed yet, and everyone saw it. Amusing was the look on their faces. Annoying was when very bitchy people (usually girls) would come up and try to scrub the damn thing off, convinced that their friends had lied to them about a loser like me having something like the Kanji symbol for peace tattoo'd in black and purple on my right leg. Like I said, it wasn't completely healed yet. OW.
But yeah, haha. Everyone's always real surprised.
And no. *monotone* It tickled. It's licked on by kittens, don't ya know.
*Gigglefit* Yes, darling, it hurt. Not really how I expected it to, though...I was so silly, before I went to get it with my mom, I (no freaking out, now, it was just a test) took a sterilized safety pin and pricked my knee a few times really fast all together, to see how much it bled and if I could handle the pain. *Headdesk* That's.......not how they do it. It's a needle, yes. But it's a mechanical needle that vibrates to push the ink into your skin. He doesn't pink it up and put it back down a bunch of times like I thought for some reason. I was stupid. I guess I was thinking of a shot...meh. What it -did- feel like, though...Okay, stop scrolling now if you don't wanna know.
It didn't feel like a needle at all. It felt like (sorry to say) a knife that someone stuck all the way to my bone (even though the needle was pushing along the surface) and then proceeded to carve. It burned like all hell, and I had to hold my leg because my skin twitched from it. And after the outline, he had to do the shading--which hurts less in theory, because those are smaller, shorter strokes. Except it hurt less for about five seconds before the needle re-hit the still very raw and slightly bleeding outline he'd just made. Over and over and over and over and over again.
...Yeah, ow. I didn't cry--because here, the good ones will stop if you're crying or screaming at all--but I had to have my mother looking in my face and talking to me the -entire- time. When she stopped and I had to focus just on the pain is when I started to freak out slightly. I gotta learn to handle it alone.
And yet, after--now, months later--I want another one, mostly because I always extended for this one symbol to be part of a slightly bigger piece. So, I plan on getting more very soon. That's what's funny. When it's happening, you're thinking and want to shout, "Why are you DOING THIS TO ME? Do you HATE me for some reason?!" despite the fact that you're the one paying him to do it. And yet, after, you want more. It's odd.
...That was probably more information then you wanted. Heh, sorry. But you're smart, sweetie, and know what you can and can't handle. If you ever want to get one, you'll make the right choice. The little blond girls at my school are so -stupid-, though...These little cheerleaders in my public speaking class saw my tattoo when I was giving a speech, and I gave an impromptu lesson. Heh, I felt a bit good about it after, because I really feel like I stopped at least a couple of them from getting like, a fairy on their ankle to be cute or a mushroom on their shoulder to be 'alternative' or their this-week boyfriend's name on their butt to be romantic. *eyeroll*
I told them like, three times, "Don't get it on a whim. Don't get it because it looks cute. Don't get it because it's 'in', don't get it because it's cool. Don't get it for your boyfriend or girlfriend, don't get it for your friends or because of your friends. Don't get someone's initials or a picture of Snoopy. It lasts too long and hurts too much to be done for a reason that's not personal or to just be removed in five years." *Giggles* But I didn't really have to...when I told them that, "yes, it will hurt worse then getting your ears pierced," I think they were put off for life. *Cackle*
Loathed as I am to say something JKR said, but... do you really think so?
I always figured I was kinda too unstable and crazy to be a good Mum. I mean, I'd have a lot of love for them, but I might love them too much and worry about them too much and go crazy from all the love.
You have your utterly unique and effective way of being grounded--and worrying for others you care about, but not holding on so tight that you drive them away or don't let them fix it themselves.
You're very, -very- stable. You've built a good life for yourself, with good relationships and very impressive sense of you who are.
Mmm...You see, I can see you loving intensely, and loving completely, and loving hard. But I don't see you loving too hard to the point of insanity. A bit of pain maybe, but all love of all kinds has pain.
Nah, you'll be real good at it. And you'll have good, kind, well-adjusted children who were raised right and do the right things for this world.
I know this isn't what this post was originally about but this detour about tattoos just reminded me of a couple of things. One being that I thought it was really neat that i finally found a online pregnancy resource that really rocks and one of the things it said recently was "wait til after the baby is born to get any new tattoos or piercings" which cool cos most pregnancy things seem to assume you're either 15 and single and it was all a big mistake or you're 35 and frumpy and suburban and housewifey with a dickhead husband or you're 45 and some uber-careerwoman with bucketloads of cash. None of those groups seem to include someone likely to get body art. The other thing was that I am considering doing some things after the baby is born (getting a tattoo, dying my hair) that i haven't done yet and its partly because it feels so much less of a big deal in comparison to making a whole new person :)
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Date: 2005-10-26 02:48 pm (UTC)--just a random person. saw your journal during my browsing frenzy.
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Date: 2005-10-27 06:36 am (UTC)"We Love To Play God" in latin. I already have one tattoo, I could do with another one.
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Date: 2005-10-27 06:46 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-27 07:05 am (UTC)Like I said, it wasn't completely healed yet. OW.
But yeah, haha. Everyone's always real surprised.
And no. *monotone* It tickled. It's licked on by kittens, don't ya know.
*Gigglefit* Yes, darling, it hurt. Not really how I expected it to, though...I was so silly, before I went to get it with my mom, I (no freaking out, now, it was just a test) took a sterilized safety pin and pricked my knee a few times really fast all together, to see how much it bled and if I could handle the pain.
*Headdesk* That's.......not how they do it. It's a needle, yes. But it's a mechanical needle that vibrates to push the ink into your skin. He doesn't pink it up and put it back down a bunch of times like I thought for some reason. I was stupid. I guess I was thinking of a shot...meh.
What it -did- feel like, though...Okay, stop scrolling now if you don't wanna know.
It didn't feel like a needle at all. It felt like (sorry to say) a knife that someone stuck all the way to my bone (even though the needle was pushing along the surface) and then proceeded to carve. It burned like all hell, and I had to hold my leg because my skin twitched from it.
And after the outline, he had to do the shading--which hurts less in theory, because those are smaller, shorter strokes. Except it hurt less for about five seconds before the needle re-hit the still very raw and slightly bleeding outline he'd just made. Over and over and over and over and over again.
...Yeah, ow. I didn't cry--because here, the good ones will stop if you're crying or screaming at all--but I had to have my mother looking in my face and talking to me the -entire- time. When she stopped and I had to focus just on the pain is when I started to freak out slightly. I gotta learn to handle it alone.
And yet, after--now, months later--I want another one, mostly because I always extended for this one symbol to be part of a slightly bigger piece. So, I plan on getting more very soon.
That's what's funny. When it's happening, you're thinking and want to shout, "Why are you DOING THIS TO ME? Do you HATE me for some reason?!" despite the fact that you're the one paying him to do it. And yet, after, you want more. It's odd.
...That was probably more information then you wanted. Heh, sorry. But you're smart, sweetie, and know what you can and can't handle. If you ever want to get one, you'll make the right choice.
The little blond girls at my school are so -stupid-, though...These little cheerleaders in my public speaking class saw my tattoo when I was giving a speech, and I gave an impromptu lesson. Heh, I felt a bit good about it after, because I really feel like I stopped at least a couple of them from getting like, a fairy on their ankle to be cute or a mushroom on their shoulder to be 'alternative' or their this-week boyfriend's name on their butt to be romantic. *eyeroll*
I told them like, three times, "Don't get it on a whim. Don't get it because it looks cute. Don't get it because it's 'in', don't get it because it's cool. Don't get it for your boyfriend or girlfriend, don't get it for your friends or because of your friends. Don't get someone's initials or a picture of Snoopy. It lasts too long and hurts too much to be done for a reason that's not personal or to just be removed in five years."
*Giggles* But I didn't really have to...when I told them that, "yes, it will hurt worse then getting your ears pierced," I think they were put off for life. *Cackle*
...I'm horrible. *Halo*
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Date: 2005-10-27 07:26 am (UTC)I'll have one AFTER having a kid, cause apparently nothing really hurts after that. LOL!
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Date: 2005-10-27 07:31 am (UTC)*Smooch* You'll be a good mum, though. A good, fun, tattoo'd mum. ;)
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Date: 2005-10-27 07:33 am (UTC)I always figured I was kinda too unstable and crazy to be a good Mum. I mean, I'd have a lot of love for them, but I might love them too much and worry about them too much and go crazy from all the love.
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Date: 2005-10-27 07:50 am (UTC)You have your utterly unique and effective way of being grounded--and worrying for others you care about, but not holding on so tight that you drive them away or don't let them fix it themselves.
You're very, -very- stable. You've built a good life for yourself, with good relationships and very impressive sense of you who are.
Mmm...You see, I can see you loving intensely, and loving completely, and loving hard. But I don't see you loving too hard to the point of insanity. A bit of pain maybe, but all love of all kinds has pain.
Nah, you'll be real good at it. And you'll have good, kind, well-adjusted children who were raised right and do the right things for this world.
It'll all work out great. You'll be great at it.
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Date: 2005-10-27 07:58 am (UTC)Dude, I've had a busy LJ day. Fandoming my ever loving BRAINS OUT!
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Date: 2005-10-27 08:00 am (UTC)I KNOW! Me too. Busy day in the fandom, I think!
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Date: 2005-10-27 08:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-27 08:09 am (UTC)May we have a Ron/Luna? Can we, can we huh?
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Date: 2005-10-27 08:16 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-11-03 10:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-27 02:42 am (UTC)--a different random person.
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Date: 2005-10-27 03:48 am (UTC)