So, I cam here with the intention of sharing the fabulous news, I'm Getting Tat! I have the best friends on the planet. My dear friend Danielle braved the Black Friday crazy, whilst I worked. She got a gift card to a local Parlor, Liberty Tattoo Co Inc. Really good, really long name. My man-candy gets his there, well basically all my friends go there. They're good.
Okay, side rant aside. She gets a gift card 400$ towards whatever she pleasing in the store. She's going this week to get herself another one (Those lucky people who don't have to hide things Grrr.) Anyone, the other night she took me to see Frozen for my 22nd Birthday. Yes we are 22 and we are okay with this. And she tells me she wants to pay for my first one! Because she is the most awesome person ever! So the plan, hopefully, is to get the words Tu Me Manques underneath my left boob, painful as f*ck for my first one. But, my boyfriend said that if I don't want my old fashioned parents, who hold my free roof, it's either there or the middle of my back, because well you can see basically everything else. Comfortable in my own skin and all. Fingers crossed I can get over my fear of needles and the pain. First tatt!
Okay, so now why I'm angry.
I go to school, yay me! College student and all. I have to take the bus here because I don't have a car. The hell it took to get out of bed and with the outfit I put on I half look like I'm trying to be Miley Cyrus. I got dressed with my eyes closed this morning. However, I get here 40 minutes before class, as per usual, sitting outside the classroom and after about 20 minutes or so a lady walks by and out up the "Class is Canceled" notice! I don't have class again until 12:30! There is so many hours of sleep I am missing right now! Or at least time to sort out my clothings assorted malfunctions .
End Rant.
