Tattoo#5: The Sun and Moon

For those of you, who don’t know me, I love tattoos.

The Tattoo!
The Tattoo!

If I had plenty of money, I would be covered by now. But, I don’t have a lot of money, so I currently only have five tattoos (but, I am only 20, so I’ve got plenty of time to add to my collection).

I got my most recent one done today, as an early 21st birthday present from my two sisters.

I’ve been wanting a sun and a moon for ages, as my older sister, Julie, has a son and a moon on each of her arms. From being small, I have always wanted to copy my big sister and get those beautiful tattoos (my sister is sixteen years older than me, by the way). For the last year, a sun and a moon tattoo has been on the top of my list.

So I had the tattoo done three hours ago. What can I say? OUCH. It bloody hurts.

Out of all my tattoos (in future posts, I’ll tell you about them!) it hurt THE MOST. One of my friends decided to join me as I got inked, and I was holding her hand all the way through, and squeezing it so tight.

I’m not going to lie, the line work was so painful. I wanted to squeel all the way through it, but the studio has three men working there, and I didn’t want to look like a coward while it was getting done, so I just pulled some hilarious faces instead. It hurt a lot more towards my toes and the edge of my foot.

For those of you wanting a tattoo on their foot, it might be comforting to know that the shading hurt a lot less- but it was still pretty painful!

So the verdict- was it worth the pain?


However, I originally did want to get a henna style piece on my other foot, but after my pain experience with this tattoo, it is not looking likely!

Oh, for those of you who would like to know the studio, I went to Talisman Tattoo Studio in York and it was done by Sam. I’ve had three tattoos by Sam now, he is amazing. Would definitely recommend him if you live near York, England! (


Last Semester of My Undergraduate Degree…

Well, I am about to go into my last semester of my English Language & Linguistic degree. Bloody hell. It doesn’t seem like five minutes ago I was applying to universities.

The thought that I will enter ‘the big bad world’ in a few months terrifies me. But, I guess I’m happy as I won’t have any more university assignments and revision to do! Well, that is for a year. I’m taking a year out once I’m finished to gain some life experience and to grow up a bit, after that I am hoping to go back into education to train to be a teacher. Eventually I would love to be an English teacher in a secondary school. But I definitely don’t feel mature enough yet to teach a class of 16 year olds. I mean, I’m still young myself. I’m only 20.

This last semester I am going to give it my all so I finish this degree with a good, 2:1 grade. I did pretty bad last year as my mental illness took over, which resulted in me getting an average grade of a 2:2 last year, along with a failed module. But this year (2015) is the start of a new positive me, where I will fight my depression and make the best out of myself. And that starts with doing well academically.

So, wish me luck for the next few months!

SM. xoxo

Song of the moment, ❤

Bombay Bicycle Club – It’s Alright Now