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Well, it's that time again. Just throwing up some things to update.

Last week, I sat through another session on my backpiece. I wanted to get it done before my birthday on the 29th of next month... but I don't think it's going to happen. Especially when we're not even close to being done, my last session is next Friday and my tatooist is booked up two to three months ahead of time. Fun stuff.

I DID pick THIS up last Friday though

They're borrachera flowers and the Japanese reads "Gravity always wins." This tattoo has a very special meaning to me and I'm glad I got it. I do however have a problem with it that I've not encountered in my previous 75 hours of tattoos... it's drying out like crazy. I've already been through almost a whole tube of aftercare lotion because I've been putting it on so much trying to keep it moist, but right now it's not faring too well. If anyone has ANY tips or reasons as to why this may be happening, I'm all ears... well, eyes.

Yesterday, I was kind of apprehensive about going to my vocal class, as I had missed a couple classes this semester already due to funerals and such, What with my grandfather passing away a few weeks ago out of town... not to worry, he and I weren't close per se... then again, I'm not really close with anyone, as I really don't get close to people so to speak. Nothing personal against them, it's just what I do. Haha, although I'm sure a therapist would have a field day with me on their chaise. So a couple weeks ago, the instructor was rather upset about all the class I missed... so then last week, something came up and I couldn't make it yet again. Needless to say, I really didn't want to walk into a shit storm, especially since the song final was going to be this coming Monday. Even all the way up into being in the building, I still felt like turning around. However, I forged forward. Upon the checks with us doing our individual song, he informs us that this is in fact the final. Being as though I'm o the far side of the risers, it always felt like being on Death Row as he comes across... now add to that, the added pressure that it's the final. He got to me, I stood up... and fucking nailed it. Note for note, tone for tone, beat for beat. At the end, I actually got a standing ovation from my classmates and was voted "most improved." I suppose this just goes to show that whenever a situation is uncomfortable, just push through it.

Speaking of school, I heard that the Veteran's benefits are getting shut down, so this is probably my last semester at university... fun stuff.

A couple things I've observed:
I hadn't realized there was so many cherry blossom trees in this city until this week, now that they've all bloomed. It's quite the site.

Also, some d-bag hit my car on the front right corner of the bumper, so there was something like a half inch gap between where the bumper connects to the fender. Yet... thanks to the inglorious potholes here, as heaven forbid my city taxes actually go to do ANYTHING in this city. Due to both gravity and hitting those potholes, the gap got way worse. I fixed it today and now we're back to the half inch. The problem is, that admittedly, I have a nice car, but I don't want it looking all wrecked. Just makes sense I suppose.

So Hell City is this weekend here in town but I don't think I'll be going. I'm doing my best to save up what little money that I do have coming my way. I'm taking a trip out of he country next month for my birthday. It's funny, I waited and waited for details about the SG St Patty's Day party, but one wasn't had... yet the day I buy tickets to be abroad from May 26- June 1, the notice goes up for the SG Spring party on May... 31, I think. Yay... the Sforzian luck strikes again. Especially I guess since this party is supposed to rival all others. Well, if all goes well, I'll have a better time on my trip anyhow.

To expand on what I had in my blog before last... honestly, I've never been privy to something so fantastically wonderful, but so painful at the same time. Admittedly, the situation isn't the most ideal, but I thought that I deserved this... the problem is, that it's not going as well as I'd hoped. I mean, it is, but it isn't. I've never felt anything that feels so insanely stellar like just head in the clouds, but it also tears me up inside, like I've swallowed a fistful of razors. I just wish I had a better way to describe it. Don't get me wrong, it's not all bad, in fact, it's not at all bad really... just a small detail or two, that have a HUGE impact. Wow, feeling fantastic, but it causes me to feel like crud... I'm often left wondering if this is what heroin's like.

So... there you go, some random updatey stuff... hope you enjoyed.