umm...
ok so here's the deal... On my birthday i went to diversity with the intention of getting the stencil i wanted pressed on me so i can walk around with it for a few days and see how i like it. So I go in, they say 50 bucks, i think "well that's kind of expensive, but whatever", pay up, and sit on the chair. So the guy presses it on me, tells me to look in the mirror and see how i like it, so i go and look. I like it, i think i'm done, but by the time i'm done looking at it he tells me "ok, well i'm gonna have you sit with your back facing this way..." and i think to myself "oh ok, there's more to it". So i sit and i hear the needle start and i look at ryan with this "um.... what the hell is that for?" kind of face and the guy asks "are you ready?". I'm thinkin to myself "um, ok, maybe it's like, a temporary ink or something...." and say "sure..." So then he starts tattooing me, and i think to myself "1. this doesn't hurt nearly as bad as i thought it was going to, 2. no wonder it costed 50 bucks, and 3. well i can tell him to stop and have a line on me for the rest of my life, or just let him finish and get what i paid for..." and so here is the result of my accidental tattoo:
now i gotta hide it from my parents.... ::sighs::