Socially awkward elephant procrastinates
I got my first tattoo!
My mom will definitely kill me, but that won’t be happening until she finds out. So never again I shall go to spend summer in our cottage or visit sauna with my mom.
Here is my Photoshop sketch of the idea:
Yeah, that’s one ugly little bastard.
Luckily, the real one is fairly different, but I’ll save it for later to show it. You know, because I’m so fair and cool!
So I had exciting few weeks!
It started with a Drag show in Carnival of Sex, which was a first of those for me. It was indeed entertaining, as the carnival theme causes tingling in my exciteness areas (in a non-sexual way, as that sounds somewhat dirty).
I’m also certain I must start pole dancing as soon as I head back to Finland. I definitely want a body and muscles like those girls in the show. (Different show, these were actual girls!)
On Monday I grabbed the balls of my most annoying fear, the fear of heights. So I went wall climbing with my friend! I went beyond my expectations and got higher as I’ve never would have dreamt and enjoyed it very much! Yay me and yay my friend! Definitely going back again and I will surprise my roommate back in Finland by showing my squirrellike qualities.
On Friday it was time for my second fear, the fear of needles. Tattoo time! I was extremely annoying client as I wanted multiple changes to the sketch and didn’t seem certain or satisfied at all. I am satisfied, but who can be content while freaking out so near to your fears with annoying buzzing sound all around you.
The picture was fast to do, thanks to my awesome tattoo artist who also designed the unique picture! I survived and just almost fainted after the work from all the excitment and adrenaline. Just almost. Not quite.
And now I can start planning the next one, for which I actually have two different ideas. Maybe I’ll get them both in time. Sorry mom.
We had Reading week (also known as Spring break) after that and I travelled to Vancouver with three of my school mates. 27 hour bus ride (with 3 hour delay) was surprisingly easy with games, talking, books and a neck pillow. I guess I’m getting old as my legs have decided to go against me by not standing long trips sitting.
I also could have hit the old man next to me who had all his stuff in his feet, and slightly on my side, with one bag constantly falling on top of my fresh tattoo. I was pissed.
We did all kinds of things in such a pace that I’m still fairly exhausted!
We went to science world.
We ate sushi on a beach on a sunset.
We went to a burlesque show. (Sorry, no naked ladies for you!)
We had lunch at Stanley Park – in a car.
We walked through Stanley Park – in rain.
We went swimming in the Pacific Ocean, which included a small project on behalf of my tattoo.
And some different kinds of wonderful things!
I don’t fancy telling all the things because in the end it’s rather boring to hear (at least in my opinion), so let’s just sum it up with this.
Socially awkward tips for surviving in life:
1. When you meet a stranger, DON’T ask them would they eat human meat, even if the topic gives this opportunity. Talking about eating kangaroo and dogs with comments like “well, you always have to try everything!” with the waitress is small talk. Cannibalism is not.
2. Apparently you should tip your tattoo artist. Almost fainting is not excuse enough to bail of this action, especially when they are super concerned of your well being. This also means I’m definitely not going back to the place I got mine.
And as that list ended up being so sad, I’ll include this other one.
All the merits of life added to my awesome list in these couple weeks:
1. Get a tattoo
2. Go wall climbing
3. See live Drag show
4. See live Burlesque show
5. Swim in the Pacific Ocean
6. Throw up in the washroom of a small, sweet local museum
Right now I’m in the middle of last midterms and I believe for the first time in the current school time I have earned my first fails. And I believe I don’t actually care as much as I should.
Next stop, weekend on a cabin with hot tub, alcohol and friends. I’ll relax the crap out of me!
Until the next time!
Oh wait, did I forgot something? Ah yes, here’s the tattoo.
P.S. Just now my mom found out. I’ll see you all in next life. WHO TOLD HER? She has some magic powers I believe..
P.P.S. I actually failed to post this earlier and the mentioned cabin trip is already held. Oh well.