Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you.

So I finally went and got it done. And boy, am I proud of myself! It took four trips to the tattoo artist to discuss it, RM 500 and a whole month's wait for it, but I got it. I finally got a tattoo.

Don't let my confidence kid you, I was shit scared the day before and on the day itself. But really, the fear wasn't for much because it didn't hurt.. at first. I sat down on the chair with my back facing Kevin, my tattoo artist, and I was gripping my hand so tight that my nails were being jabbed into the palm of my hand. That was what Davinia told me what to do to distract me from the tattoo pain. It helped a lot. But Kevin too was gentle. He's a really good tattoo artist. He prepared me for it well and when I had to stop a couple of times to just relax my back he was okay with it. At one point I started feeling nausea and I had to stop to puke a little bit. I felt TOTALLY embarrassed about puking but the tattoo artist told me that it's pretty normal and he went on to continue it.

The pain was bearable. It didn't make me want to die. It was just okay. At first, it didn't really hurt, it just felt like someone was poking me with a needle continuously and it was just an annoying, nagging kind of pain. It wasn't bad at all, I really just didn't mind it. But towards the end, I think when my skin had already started to swell and Kevin was putting the colour in, that's when it got a bit more painful. But, I'm not complaining because the end result is gorgeous and I definitely love it. I'm really proud of myself for having gotten it done and I definitely can't wait to get more in the years to come!

I got a phoenix. Here's what it looks like:

I am absolutely in love with it. Someone told me that she doesn't ever want to get a tattoo because she doesn't want to scar her body for life and because she's afraid she'll regret it. I suppose that could be right, sometimes you never know what comes along in live that might change your course of direction and you'll regret the things you have done. But when it comes to tattooes, I think it mostly matters WHAT you choose to engrave on your body for life. For example, the thing about getting religious tattoos, especially if you're not a strongly rooted religious person, is that one day you might simply change your mind. What if you happen to meet the love of your life who is of a different religion and you have no choice but to convert? What about that mark on your body? You get what I mean right?

But I think, as long as you're completely sure about what you want to get and that you know it's something you're not going to regret, then it's each to his or her own. I got a phoenix because of what it represents. I posted something about this before. Click here to read. Basically, it was some information about phoenixes and this

A symbol of mystical rebirth, resurrection and immortality, the Phoenix was believed to die in its self-made flames periodically then rise again out of its own ashes

The thing that I love the most about a phoenix is mostly the fact that it burns and rises from its ashes. To me this is like, renewing the spirit or the soul. It's really symbolic to me: When everything has crashed and burn and you feel like there's no longer any hope, rise from the debris of the situation and be stronger and just as beautiful as before. You get what I mean?

Damn, I can be poetic, can I not? But yeah, the phoenix symbolises how many times in my life when I've been down in the dumps, I rose above it all and refreshed myself with a new life, a new way. If you truly know me, and if you've been reading my blog since the beginning, you'll probably know what a shit year 2009 was for me and look at me now, standing strong with happiness on my face and love in my heart; and somewhere along the way, a little bit of trust. This phoenix, is also to remind me in future times to come that may be rough, that I have fixed myself and I can always do it again, no matter what tries to bring me down :)

I don't regret what I have done. Even though I know I can anticipate criticism from the same relatives who have made unnecessary comments about my sister getting a tattoo, I know that the family that matters supports me.

So thank you Dad for paying for my tattoo. And thank you Davi for coming with me to get it. Thanks to the tattoo artist, Kevin from Black Cat Tattoo @ Asian Avenue in Sunway Pyramid. I definitely recommend him to those of you who want to get a tattoo. Also, thanks to the few people who knew about me getting the tattoo and who were totally supportive ; Sonia, Solo, and Nicky.