(Tuesday / 13:27)
Hi I just hit the big two. I am no longer a teen. I do not feel like my age but I feel awfully old.
This is how my birthday goes : I spent my day working. I had my lunch alone in the big cafeteria. Bought my own cake from Bakerzin (I wanted to get it from Sweet Spot but I forgot!). Cooked my own dinner - maggie mee, hot dog, meatballs.
It was okay though. I didn't want to celebrate anyway. Don't know why though, eating a cake on this day seems important to me. I feel weird if I don't. But at the end of the day I realised that I could be so comfortable to be alone I may just grow old and die alone.
Imagine.
I will grow old and becomes a old virgin. I have no cats nor dogs as companion. I will be taking my last bath when my heart suddenly stops beating and I will rot to death until my neighbour realises. And even by then no one will remember who I am because the running water rot my body so badly it is beyond recognition.
I ought to write a book.
Nevertheless,

Thank you to each and every one! I didn't even know I had more than 3 friends :`( The best part was some of the wishes was fun to read ha
Okay I don't know what else to write anymore. Byebye.
( / 13:23)

A few years back I was a loyal fan of Miami Ink. The episodes always starts with showing the customers coming into the shop and telling the artist what they are looking for. Then they will be advised to come back a while later while the artist starts to do research and starts to draw.
While the customer is being inked, they start sharing their story behind the tattoo. It is not about wanting to be ink for fun, wanting to look cool. It is about collaborating part of their life story with art and it serves as a reminder for them. Is is more than what some people perceived it to be.
Most of the time, the customers are very happy and amazed how the art piece is more beautiful than what they had wished for. To me, it's like the tattoist had really put in effort to produce the best piece of work for the customers. More than to just earning money, its about helping these people.
All the artists are amazing at Miami Ink but I am more biased towards Ami James. You can even say I had a slight crush on him. He is the hot tempered boss at Miami Ink but I love the way he put his heart to work and how he slightly flirt with pretty girls hehe Most of all I love his art.
It was this show that kind of spark me to get a tattoo of my own. I never had a real idea of what I wanted though until recently.
A dandelion. A large part of my teenage life is about me expecting so much from people that I was eventually disappointed by myself. How easily does hope fade away. A dandelion is the perfect personification/metaphor I can think of right now. A dandelion does not stay intact forever.
Me wanting to get a tattoo is not much of a secret. Of course, there were people who do not encourage me to go under the needle but I would want them to know that this is not an impulsive thing I wish to do. It is something that I had went through thorough consideration. I want to be able to remember this part of me whenever I look at myself. Impulsive would be me wanting to ink a 鬼 on me (I really thought so) but this, no.
I would very much love to get my first tattoo done by Ami James but it would probably mean me having to sign up for an appointment, saving enough to fly to Miami and back. So now I am just looking for some recommendations locally but so far I haven't receive enough information to convience me.
Other than wanting to be tatto by Ami James, my next biggest tattoo wish would be hoping 小鬼 would draw my tattoo piece for me. I can totally imagine him as a tattoo artist! And his art are so tattoo-able. So maybe one day...
This is one post that I have meaning to do for a very long time. Finally writing it down feels good. :)
(Wednesday / 21:19)
Hi my fingers are becoming fatter every time I look at it. I think my collarbone is becoming sexier hehehe everything else is so irrelevant

Look at my face hahaha wtf I don't even recognise myself am I that ugly. Sorry for the crop, but the glam light for my blog belongs to only me most of the time I don't share.
Today is day 1 of my long 7am shifts. I wake up a quarter to five in the morning and take the first train to work.
And I have yet to get my tattoo I am so disappointed with myself but then again since when I didn't disappoint myself. Hm.
As you can see this post is pretty meaningless. Just to let you know how I have been. I am so bored now I am going to sleep. See how meaningless my life is. 就酱, 拜.