oh lawd
I got my second tattoo today. It's amazing and beautiful and I love it.
So he starts and it kinda hurts but meh Lisa's holding my hand and he's going and it's like already half done and I am stoked. There is like one line left and I feel a little woozy but it is seriously like a second from being done and so I decide to suck it up because having the guy stop and then have to finish in a minute sounds awful and it's no big deal really. I look at Lisa and say, "wow I'm feeling a little light-headed" she says, "do you need water?" "no I'm fine" and then Corey, the guy who is doing my tattoo (who is awesome btw), finishes and says, "alright how does it look?" and my reply?
"it's perfect ::hits floor::"
I wake up a couple seconds later on the floor and everyone in the whole tattoo parlor is standing around making sure I'm alive and Lisa and my artist Corey are freaking out and I'm like, "whoa. wow that was weird but I feel fine let me just get up - ::pass out AGAIN::"
This time I wake up and Corey is holding a glucose pill and Lisa has a cup of water and the girl who works there is telling me it's water on my pants and that I didn't piss myself and I take a sip of water and eat the glucose pill which is delicious; tastes like Smarties, and everyone's asking me if I want to lay on the couch and I say, "Is it alright if I just lay here for a minute?" because I am so content just laying there and hitting the floor again is probable and Lisa is wiping my face with cold water and I am apparently totally white and Corey says, "well while you're here let me just bandage you up because you have an open wound and you're on the floor." This guys fucking hilarious really.
I guess I probably forgot to breathe because I had tons of food and water today and it was just a freak incident.
But I still decide to lay down on the bench for a bit because I'm a little freaked out too.
I feel terrible because I scared Lisa (along with everyone else) shitless and Corey is seriously concerned I should see a doctor and they are saying I was seizing and shit oh lord.
But it was really fun and I really like this guy Corey; go to him if you get a tattoo he's pretty awesome.
And I may or may not have a concussion but I'm not really tired so I'll just try to stay up til 3ish for fear of not waking up. :)
EDIT:
:B Sup guise?