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*