Today was the day.

Amanda finally got the tattoo done. We drove all over Hell (TC) and got her money, pictures of it, new pants that were more comfortable to wear, and so on... It took a long time to find th eplace, and she was freakin' out. its five30, and shes all like "JOE!!! THEY CLOSE AT EIGHT!!!" lol. I just couldnt help but laugh at her.
So we finally find it, and she has him redo the drawing three times, THEN press it on her skin to see what it will look like, then move it, then press, then move, then press. He moved it three times, before redesigning it again then she finally liked it. he was kinda annoyed but also happy that she finally got what she wanted (she kept telling me all later that she was sorry for making him mad) So she got it done.

I have to say, Glen was really nice, but this other guy reeked of pot. I dont know how that effects things with this story, but I'm just sayin'.
Its on her left upper-butt. Below the hip to where you can't see it when shes wearing a bathing suit (unless she wants you too) Its a calla lily laying on its side, with a ribbon around it with Romans 8:38 written on it. She just got it in black and is really excited about it. She had some pain dealings. especially after a mild concussion yesterday from boarding at Alexs. She said the tat hurt a bit, but she couldnt feel much after it went numb. I felt bad just watching her. I was sitting like a foot away right infront of her. I wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but I didnt. She was white-knuckling it for all she could for the first few minutes. I knew that she was in pain. I htink I should have helped her somehow. I'm just a chicken when it comes to girls though. For craps sake... it took me almost a month to hold my first girlfriends hand. I'm too shy.

PAIN. I want it. Theres something about pain thats good. Like a muscle burn after a good workout. Or like tattooing, or piercing. Or punching some guy in the face. Or getting punched. Is that weird to enjoy pain? I'm actually a fan of it. Weird. I could say I thrive off it. It makes me feel alive. I guess if you think about it, thats one way of knowing your alive. Pain. I know that it is just the adrenaline, I mean, I know thats what it is, but wow. It's such a strange feeling. Whenever you get in a fight, as soon as he throws the first punch, I can feel it. I can feel it just rushing through my body. It feels almost like a superhuman strength. Awesome.

Boy, that sounded really immature.
So my next tattoo is gonna be a four-leaf clover on my right foot. Kinda high up near the top, but sorta off to the inner part of the foot more. Don't get me wrong, I'm not all into this stuff, but I just want a couple. My only other is a tattered American Flag waving on my shoulder. It looks alright, but I wish it were bigger.

So I'm still workin' on this Amanda situation. I really don't think I'm the guy for one of those sneaky, stolen kisses. I'm too shy to start with, and then theres the aspect of me thinkin' it'll hurt the friendship. And there's my big point again. If I were to ask her out (or even just tell her my feelings or try to kiss her) then the friendship could suffer. I don't want the friendship to suffer. I guess what I'm looking for is a sure yes, before I try anything stupid.

Life's about the risks, and boy is she worth it, but I don't know what I'm still struggling with. I think its still the rejection part. That always hits hard, and it difficult to get over. Especially with someone close to you, like a friend.

I'm tired. I'll do the car posting tomorrow I think.
Peace Out.
--Joe