Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Getting Some Ink

When I was in high school all my friends and I could ever talk about was getting a tattoo. We were in a band and hell, we were 'hardcore rockers' -we had to get at least a little bit of ink didn't we? We would spend hours discussing what we would get done. I wanted my birth date on my arm and my friend wanted to get a cross. We were badass.

When the time came for me to actually get one I lied to my parents about where I was going, I drove an hour out of the city with my new band, lay my 18 year old ass on a table and got some words pinned across my stomach. It was scary and exciting; I can still hear the whir of the gun in my ears and smell of the ink in my nose as the (incredibly friendly) tattoo artist worked her way across my abdomen.

Man my Dad was pissed when he found out where I was, so pissed in fact that he never mentioned it at all. That's weird for my Dad by the way.

A few months later I went back to get two giant swallows on either side of my pride and glory. It hurt like hell but in the end it was worth it. Two days later I went on tour around the country and tried not to put too much pressure on either side of me when I slept on friends couches and floors, to do so would be too painful.

When I showed my Mom she got so upset that she slapped me. She knew I did it and she got over it pretty fast but I guess it was the initial shock of seeing her baby's flawless skin painted over that upset her so much.

A year later my family went on a trip to an exotic island. I spent the entire time hiding from my Dad in fear that he would see. He knew about it of course, I'm just that much of a wimp.

The next time we went on holiday I refused to hide. It was a little awkward at first but eventually my parents came around and accepted that my tattoos were there and that there was nothing to be done about it.

They're awesome about it now but it took almost four years for my family and I to be ok with the fact that I went behind their back and got tattooed at such a young age.

Looking back, I can't believe how immature I was about everything. If I was that sure about it I should have just taken it like a man and happily exposed myself to everyone.

Do I regret it? No, not at all. Ironically enough my tattoos didn't commemorate a lesson learned like some, but rather a lesson to be learned in the future.

Why am I posting this today you ask? Well, we've just admitted a new (very tattooed) bassist into our band and he's going back to get some more ink in a few weeks time. I figured I'd tag along and mull it over. See, I'm still unsure of whether I should get any more. I'm a lot older and wiser but going through what I did was really hectic for me at the time.

What do you guys think? Do you have tattoos and how do you feel about them?

PS: That interview I told you guys about? I got it :)


Bella@That damn expat said...

I do have a tattoo and it's been like 10 years now and I haven't regretted it.
It's pretty hidden and reminds me of a good point in my life.

As long as you don't yourself inked with a name of a hooker, or something, why should you regret it?

I say go ahead with the next one too.

Being Brazen said...

I like tattoos. I think they can be very nice and very symbolic.

I would only get a tattoo if i really felt that having tattooed on me would symbolize something truly great and meaningful in my life - that i would always look at and smile.

Miss T said...

I have promised my friend we would get a tattoo together and i have the design and everything...its just working up the courage and working out where the hell to put it. I'm friggin 31 and I still don't want my Dad to find out about it!

po said...

I got me a tattoo at age 22 and was too scared for my dad to see it, not because he would be angry, but because he is so old fashioned that he would probably short circuit or something. Since then he has seen it, but it is hilarious because it is like he cannot compute that I would do such a thing. So he just forgets it exists. If someone asked him if his daughter had a tattoo I am sure he would say no.

Belle (from Life of a...) said...

Here's the thing...and I'm old enough to be your mom so cut me some slack...be smart about what you get and where you get it. My friend's son got a palm tree on his arm. His mother cried and cried and said..."sure it's fine now but when you're old and flabby it's going to look like a weeping willow." I'm just saying...

Thomas said...

Bella: Ah damn you caught me, Angela wasn't a hooker ok!:) Thanks for the input:)

Brazen: I have to agree with you, I have some friends that get tatooed on a whim. Kind of silly if you ask me.

Miss T: Ha ha, I guess it never ends, we're always going to worry about what our parents think!

Po: I think my Dad did the same to begin with. I think he convinced himself that I never got a tatoo at all for a while.

Belle: Weeping willow, ha ha ha. Don't worry, if I ever get any more I'll think about it long and hard.

mylifescape said...

I have a tattoo... (and i'm not a rock tattoo type of chick) so when i decided to get one, i wanted a "nice" one. So i got the word "whisper" in a really feminine font on my wrist. it took me about 9 months from deciding to get it, to going for it. its a year old, and i love it. its a reminder to me to listen to my intuition, which whispers... and i'm such a babble mouth!

love your story!

Superficialgirl said...

I got a tattoo a couple of years ago and it was the worst having to show it to my mom, but she actually like it! lol

momcat said...

My daughter wanted a tattoo and eventually got one (her friend paid) - its 3 stars across the right side of her tummy which symbolizes herself and her 2 brothers. It was a surprise and she blushed when she showed me but it wasnt like shock horror. I tend to let my kids make their own decisions when they get to 18+ and just give advice if asked. My son of 18 wants a tattoo and will probably get one but he has to pay for it himself!

angel said...

i have five, and i have plans for at least five more! i love mine. they're like jewellery to me!
the only place i don't really show them is at work, since the corporate world is still painfully conservative...
i always wanted one, and i got my first one at 23.
and my knucklehead and i have an agreement- he can start when he's 18 as long as he pays for them himself and he doesn't do his face!

Anonymous said...

I hate two - one I regret (and will get covered with something else) and one I love. I can't wait to get more. I just haven't decided where yet.
Oh and the first one I got as a birthday present from my parents when I was 16. :)

I'd probably get a sleeve done if I wasn't such a wimp. haha