It's been a tough week. Work started and it's actually really great, but slow. Then again, I already expected that. I didn't have anyone sitting next to me till Friday, my boss has been real busy running around and meeting people, I was just starting to get to know people (who are really nice by the way), the walk to the office is crazy long, and I have no comfy shoes that don't give me 10,000 blisters and scar my feet. It definitely didn't help that I was completely not used to getting up at 6am and I had gastric every other day. Sigh...

But all the negatives aside, I had really good moments as well. I made a few phone calls that made me feel competent. And I'm working on this contingency plan right now that sometimes made me feel like it's not enough, but sometimes, also gave me a sense of accomplishment. The girl who eventually came and sat next to me was really nice too. She helped me feel less lonely and bored because I felt I could really connect to her. Plus, I think it helped that she's the same age me. =)

So I've got plenty to learn still and much to experience. I can't wait to get my name card! They're how cute.. Ohh and an identity sticker on my access card because it's blank and white now. I'm real excited about the opportunities I'm going to get soon, but I'm having some trouble adjusting to everything. The tiredness and the gastric... I can deal with the tiredness, but not gastric and I hope I find a solution to that really soon.

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I was looking forward to the weekend but it was far from pleasant.
Nasty argument..
I said things that I eventually regretted.

Sigh... I hate myself sometimes...

I went and got my tattoo on Thursday. FINALLY! It looks mighty awesome! And it was mighty painful... But it was well worth the pain and money. After getting it, I was walking around, sporting a new trend: cling wrap and masking tape.

Funny huh? Anyways, here's a close up look at it...

Awesome eh?! I've been talking about it for so long and I finally got about with it. I'm very happy and grateful for the whole experience and it went really well. After I made the appointment, I realised that this is actually an excellent time to go for it because it sort of marks the start of a new phase of my life with the new job and everything. So on top of the importance of the tattoo and what it means to me, my experience felt very complete.

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I haven't told my parents and don't intend to until later. I have got a strategy going. I want to do well at my new job, stay out of trouble at home and then tell my parents because I guess they'll be less likely to think that I'm a bad person. I want to tell them so badly because I want to share my excitement with them and also because it is technically my duty as a daughter to tell them out of respect. But I guess it's not a very good time to tell them yet. I will eventually, when I feel I'm ready for it.

I have no clue how they will react to it. I know they're not say very up for it, but I'm praying and hoping that my dad will appreciate the artistic side of it and my mum will not be all superstitious about it.

*keeps fingers cross until further notice*