oOoh.. i'm really soOo so addicted to happytreefriends!! cute and gruesome.. haha, sadist right?? nah, you guys should check it out for yourself: happytreefriends.com. it's really entertaining. (right tk?) =p oh to give credits, wm was the one who introduced me to it.
neways, i've finally got my tattoo. was really an experience man(especially the painful part). viv inisisted that i should find a meaning to the tattoo itself, so here's it. firstly, it probably brought me the reality of the people around me
(about a hundred other times i've said this)-friends who are always there, friends who are only for laughs, friends who doesnt give a damn(well, that probably doesnt count as a friend then! neways..), friends whom i'm missing/i've lost....etc.. i know i can go on and on to talk about some friends but cos this blog isn't only for my eyes, i shall not go on and offend anyone unintentionally....
*ok i'll try...*
*trying......*
*duh!*
okok, there's something i really really cant stand and i really wana blog it out. 2 friends(ya, they're considerably great friends if they want to be) promised to accompany me for my first tattoo. both of their lesson ends at 3 on thurs and mine at 5, so friend no.1 said she'll go to her workplace to collect something first and meet me later in town. friend no.2 followed her. so assumably, they've promised to accompany me, they'll get their stuff done and be ready to meet me at 5plus when i finish my lesson. but guess what, at 5.30 i called them and they're singing happily at ktv. oh yeah yeah~! and they say they can only meet me after 7, when they finish their ktv session. i'm not saying that i'm soOo so important that they have to end their ktv session just cos miss princess here needs to get a tattoo done
NOW. i'm also not saying that they cannot do their own stuff or whatever. but the fact that they told me they'll be accompanying me somewhere comes with certain responsibilities doesnt it? i'm not saying that just because they say they are accompanying poor dear me somewhere, they cant change their plans. i suppose they could've sms me to let me know beforehand so i can make
my arrangements too.. perhaps it didnt occur to them that i have other friends to accompany, then i have to make this clear: as much as i've always been complaining that i'm a loner, i've no friends or whatsoever, lonely-poor-pathetic-always-feeling-sprry-for-myself-once-too-often-me
do have FRIENDS. and they'd gladly accompany me if i
ask. and if they, in the very first place, aren't keen in accompanying me, it's perfectly alright-just leme know! as simple as that.
oh wells, so wondering why stupid me asked
them in the first place? okay, cos friend no.1 says, "hey if you're going, ask me along la! i wana see!!" of course i'm not saying here that she's kpo la. i mean, truthfully, i'd really appreciate the fact the she's interested in me(you know, not that kind of interest la..). as for friend no.2, what can i say bout him? he's one person whom i really am interested of his opinions and thoughts and he's the one person who can give sound advice to me. i really needed to hear his opinions of the tattoo design, but whatever now.
hey but anyway, i dont mean any offense here and am not picking a quarrel. however if you think i totally disgust you or anything like that, go on and bitch bout it. i'm perfectly alright with it. i just want these 2 people to know that as much as i think they are 2 cool dudes who makes really great company to be with, they can be a little too self-centered and irresponsible at times. maybe it's just with me, i dont know-cant say i dont care though.
okies, on a lighter note, this tattoo really marks something for me
(well, it has to, one way or another). however i seriously do not think that it's worth paying 80bucks for that shit that i went through. it's really horrendous, i didnt even dare to sneak a peek at the scary "thing" the tattoo guy used on me. the pain, it felt like there was about tens and tens of needles(even thought there's only one) drilling into my bones. and am i glad viv was so nice to rush to town to accompany me through it. she's really great about it. =D thanks babe! too bad my initial plan to video it down with my hp went down the drain cos my hp died on me. stupid batt and whoever created it. why must it go low batt at such critical times?! i didnt get to see how exactly it was like when the needle poke into my skin.
sigh...
hmm.. cant say i'm completely satisfied about the tattoo though(on top of that, i've come to realisation that the tattoo is more of a lifestyle choice than anything). like till now, i've thought of about a millions ways to modify it. from adding a little butterfly to the side of one of the-called by viv as "stones", to dipping myself in water to totally be rid of it. okay, so it seems i'm kinda regretting the tattoo altogether. possibly cos till now i've not heard a word of "wow, that's very cool" like i anticipated and, i daresay, i havent got to hear any opinion from friend no.2.
oh well, you gotta live with it girl. yes, and you'll. tk seemed rather impressed by my courage though! *sniggers* he is SoOoo bothered about the pain!!
oh yes, PSF-poly stage factor is really fun. really glad that diana pulled me into that cca and got me started. tues night was spent with the whole of PSF members, and it was full of laughter. the coolest that happened that night was the machine box that they thought of. it goes like this: each person has to think of an action and a sound and go up to that empty stage to act it. (poor diana didnt know that we have to repeat that act for like a million times until every member in PSF fills up the space with their own action and sound. so she happily went up first with her vacuum cleaner idea-twisting her whole body on the floor and making "rmmrmm" sounds. well, everyone was thankful that she cleaned that spot of that dirty PSF room! *laugh*) funniest act was when shamfu lied in between a girl's legs and did the horny action+sound. what did i do? i tried to do a "force the shit outta my ass" action but everyone happily thought i was imitating marilyn monroe. and when i told them i've tried to shit a million times that day, someone commented, "oh, what a sexy way to shit." duh. did i forget to mention PSF is full of horny guys who never fails to whoop of zillions of sex-related scripts. *appluads* really corny and crappy.
i may be the last person you wanna see.
but i may be the first person that comes to your mind at times.
good or bad,
it probably no longer matter.
what matters is that i really want to be there for you.
and do call me if you ever need.
or perhaps,
you just need me to know that you're not feeling your very best,
then do just continue to send me whatever messages you want to.
i sure hope it helps. :)
we may have gone too far down the detour
but regrets has never been my gd point.
and i'm still hoping the detour will just be a long long one
and in the very end,
we'll still be running
hands in hands.