Thoughts on Tattoos

I like tattoos for many reasons. My parents didn’t have any. My godfather had one he regretted and my estranged older brother is covered with them. Does that have any significant influence on me? I don’t know.

I have one tattoo running down the inside of my forearm. It’s script and it’s a quote I came up with a long time ago. Essentially, it’s the moment when I realized my purpose in life. It took me several years of thought before I got it. It reminds me not to give up and to continue writing. And of course, it’s in German. It doesn’t get better than that (I felt like a lot of people had quotes in French or Chinese so I, being the unorthodox person I am, went with German). It translates to: I exist to inspire the uninspired.

So I’m writing this post because I am thinking about getting another one. I don’t know what to get yet but I guess I’ll know in a couple of years. I know I want more script though.

Then the thoughts of a lot of people I had heard from in the past came to mind regarding tattoos.

I think what is considered socially acceptable changes throughout time. I got plenty of weird looks walking around with either pink or teal colored hair. Nowadays, people wouldn’t even bat an eye … even at the mall.

Tattoos go way back in time and have a mix of both negative and positive connotations. I see them as a form of self-expression and the decorating of one’s temple. Now, not all people feel the same way but I’m an open-minded individual and my tattoo means a lot to me. When I’m feeling down or lost, my tattoo reminds me to not give up and to continue living life.

I don’t think tattoos are trashy or that they are a blemish. We should be celebrating everyone’s uniqueness and not judge everyone based on superficial things. Unfortunately, this does occur and somehow, we have to learn to live in the middle until society finds something to be socially acceptable that once was not.

Some people have their hobbies, their loved ones, or their religion to remind them the possibilities of life. I have some of the above but my daily reminder is my tattoo.

Late Night Blog Post

I should be reading The Heart of Darkness but I’m putting that off as well. It’s pretty quiet over here. At this point, I’m just trying to make it through this semester in one piece and go back to enjoying the warmer weather as soon as it arrives.

Just finished eating DQ and I guess I’m content with that. I’m glad I have my own space in the new house. I really needed it. I just couldn’t stand sharing an office anymore. I mean, it’s not like I am up to no good but I just need to be alone sometimes to recharge, you know? I’m not sure how to describe it but whenever I tell people about my need to recharge, they never seem to get it. I’ll continue to spruce up this office and eventually I’ll find it so enticing that I’ll pass out in the middle of this room.

I went to Sephora on my birthday and I got some new items so hopefully I’ll be churning out some new reviews. I still have to write about some other purchases I made within the season. Ugh, time passes by so quickly with these things but mentally, everything is moving at a snail’s pace. I wonder when it will ever end sometimes.

I should be reading and now I wonder if I should go to bed early tonight since I only got 4 hours this morning. I could just wake up earlier then and finish my reading. Fifty pages is no biggie. Honestly, I should stop procrastinating since I seem to be spending more and more time on Smule lately. Time flies by with the Sing app.

My back has been killing me for the past few days. Maybe I will turn in earlier then.