Been awhile blog, went through a new phone and took me a bit to get a blog app workin.
My life has been very busy lately. Juggling tattoos and security has really tested my endurance. Tattooing has been especially tough, still learning the fine details. For example today I learned the proper way of shading, I suspected I was drilling too hard. The owner sat down today and took care of most of the shading.
Its does in a scrubbing motion, like washing dishes. I must retain this technique. Life outside off tattooing has been okay. Hooked up shortly with this one girl, we we’re hitting it off, she wanted to bring me to her parents. Yeah.
Well while I was tattooing a friend, she let me know that her friend was talking about me, her friend also wrote on my Facebook wall, so I had enough evidence she might be attracted to me. So I broke up with my girlfriend to persue this new girl. Way too clingy, and wasn’t attracted to her.
So the new girl and I started hanging out and honestly we we’re just not vibing. I tryed to kiss her she wanted none of it.
Later on I pulled off an impressive apology. Won me points but I can tell when I’m beat. Frustratingly enough she still texts me. Im unsure why. Suppose she just needs constant male approval or something
I keep getting invited to rave events and shit. I went to one yesterday. It was outdoor under a bridge, people were dancing, playing basketball, skating around, and drinking. I arrived sat down and started drinking my beer. Someone tried selling me a knife, but I turned him down.
I was some what incognito with my hooded sweatshit, she walked righy by me holding hands with some down town trash, I let the jelousy evaporate, no reason to get worked up about someone who doesn’t care for you. My friend greeted me and we made ourway to the stage. I casually text the new girl that I made it. Shortly after she came up and gave me a awkward hug.
Talked with me, then went dancing. Repeat.
Eventually I suggested we blaze up. I brought some good weed with me. She gathered up her friends and she said we should do it in my car. Wasn’t crazy about the idea but too avoid looking like a party pooper I went along with it.
Rolled down the sun roof fortunately, and smoked up in my car, she matched me which was cool. We left and I started digging in my pockets for car keys, I had a puzzled look on my face the girls laughed in unison “he really is stoned, isn’t he” they continued walking and I froze in my tracks. I left my keys in the car. No way I could pay a pop a lock. I paced around my car panicking. I noticed I left the sun roof open, and thanked my god. there happened to be a very long piece of wood next to my car. I unlocked my car with ease. Was feeling like james bond, grabed my keys and head back. My friend informed me the girls were talking shit, and thought I bailed.
Went to the new girl and let her know what happened, tryed to keep an amused excited tone, she was somewhat dismissive. My friend left around that time.
I hung out with a bit and then excused myself. Watched ufc with my friends and drank even more.
I’m not sure about that girl, I know its not going to work. Ultimately I gotta keep focus on tattooing everything else is a distraction.
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