(09-19-09) 4th and 5th Tatt!

It’s been a long time since I got my last tattoo; I think I was 21 or 22 years old. When I got my last tatt done, my old roommate came with me to get some ink done too. He got his last name on the side of his ribs. Because he got it, I wanted do the same thing. I wanted to put DAVID on my right side, and SAJONAS on my left. When I told this girl I was dating at the time of my idea, she didn’t seem very pleased because all my ink work is big on my body. Fast forward to earlier this year, I went to visit my cousin in Texas, and she had a friend who has script on her right wrist that says, “Trust in God,” and it got me thinking that is the spot I want to place my new tatts.

Instead of having regular script on my wrist, I wanted Alibata (Baybayin). It’s how my old Filipino ancestors wrote before they entered the modern world. Last Saturday, I had my friend Victor do the work on my wrist. I brought my friend Michelle to take the pictures for me since this will be the most meaningful tatts I will get. On my left wrist, it says Sajonas, my mom’s maiden name; on my right, David, my dad’s last name. Here are the pictures Michelle captured.







The main question I’m getting, “Did it hurt?” The answer is no. I think it’s because I have a very high threshold of pain. Another question I get is, “How many tattoos do you have?” I now have 5 total: Wings on my back, Cross on my left shoulder, Jesus/Crucifixion on my right shoulder, David [Alibata] on my right wrist, and Sajanos [Alibata] on my left wrist. Do I want more? Yes I do, mainly because I'm addicted to them, but I need to keep it under control. I don't want to be covered with tatts.

Here is a picture I came across earlier today. This is one of the sickest tatts I've seen in a long time. It looks so real!

'09 Labor Day (09-07-09)

I don’t know if you’ve been following my blog or reading my status report on Facebook, but in case you didn’t, I’m really disappointed that I had to cancel my camping trip for Labor Day Weekend because of school. I didn’t want to waste the entire weekend, so I attended my friend’s picnic at Clayton Park. Of course there was a BBQ with drinking and some games. I have to admit playing kickball drunk was extremely fun. The way the rules were set, it seemed like every one had to drink for every play; offense and defense. It was freakin’ hilarious to see people attempting to catch the ball because the beer in our hands just splashes all over the place. By end of the game, more than half the people were dripping wet with beer, including myself. Here are some pictures that highlighted the day.