My First Tattoo

Yesterday after school I met up with Jeff's mom at her house. We sat there for about half an hour before we went to the tattoo parlor. When we got there, she told me to go first because hers would take longer. It didn't hit me until then that I was about to get a tattoo.

It felt like two things:

1. Like someone was pinching me in the same place over and over again
2. Like someone was rubbing a Brillo pad against my skin over and over again

Although it hurt, it didn't hurt enough for me to cry. It was a little past the "irritating" stage. At one point I somehow forced my body to numb itself. Also, it happened really quickly, or so it felt.  He only charged me $35 and he did the color for free. This is what it looks like:

I love it and I think it's so cute.

Afterwards I went back to Jeff's house with his mom and bought some food. Jeff was with me and his mom in her room hanging out but then his friend Jayson came and they went to his room. I left around 8 cause I was bored.

Today, school was really fun except for chorus class, because Damian used to be in our class. Everyone sang sad songs, like "Because You Loved Me" and "Lift Me Up" and even our chorus teacher sang. It was really depressing and almost everyone cried. Later on I saw my chorus teacher in the cafeteria sitting by himself crying and I felt really bad. Just thinking about it makes me sad.

Tomorrow there's going to be a memorial for him in the auditorium and some kids are gonna sing. I know everyone's gonna end up crying again.