My first TATTOO!

180808, I got my first tattoo! It has been fulfilled, my long-time wish of having a tattoo! And I got it at Sheffield, England! Few years back when I asked my parents about me having a tattoo, they gave me a shocking answer, "sleep outside if u do it!" Wow….my wish to have a tattoo vanished, forever……but after I came to Sheffield, I draw my wish to my mum again (on an email, haha). She said no, but in the following emails, I keep pleading her and told her that I longed for a tattoo for a long time. Definitely not dragon or tiger tattoo. So, at the end, she agreed but my dad didn’t. I guess he just LET me to have it, but dislike it. Anyway, I can see both of my parents started to treat me as a full adult. Especially my mum, she had even tried to search for a nice design for me. I am so proud and happy. They know what I am doing and what am I thinking. I am so happy as if getting a sliver from Olympic, like our proud DATUK Lee Chong Wei. He has been granted the title of Datuk.

After and before!

The Design! I and my mum are both "quite" superstitious. Haha. So, we don't agree with any design which might affect the luck. I.e; although dragon is a symbol of wealth and success, but not everyone can hold the power of a dragon, or a tiger symbolize protection, but he might "eat" the bearer too. Tribal or Polynesian tattoo are very nice, but sometimes look like black metal type. Haha. That’s why a Mystic Knot has been chosen to be with me for the rest of my life. It's a symbol of longevity, never-ending and good luck. Besides, I like the symbol so much. It signifies my personalities too, which is secretive and possess a brain complex useless thinking, just like the "messy" knot. Haha.

This is what my gf got. LOLZ. Just joking. I got it by searching google. I was about to get exactly this one, but a circular edge is better as advised from my mum.

The Process! It's a painful process, but not unbearable. It's like a blunt (no mistake, its BLUNT) knife, dragging all the way in the skin. Blunt enough to pierce through the skin. It didn't bleed as much as I thought. 35 minutes later, all done, including sticking the tattoo pictures on my upper back. Its £60 per hour, so I paid only £35 which is around RM230.

That's it, nervous-est time in my life.

Before the tattooing, I was so nervous. The most nervous time in my life ever! Once I got into the tattoo parlour, I dropped my peanut. After the tattooist, Woody, starts the machine, my 2nd peanut dropped. Luckily his calm and friendly attitude made me feel easy and relax. And the process began, TEHHEEEHHHEEKKKK! (the sound of the machine).

The sketching! He sticked a paper with the drawing of the tattoo which he has prepared it earlier.

The Date 180808! Why not 080808?! $&"*(%^_&_%!!!!! It's because on the 080808, I went there without making an appointment. So, I booked for 20/08/2008, but not available too. I wonder, is tattoo that popular until fully booked? Everyday at least one client? That’s it, no more 080808. Haha.

The inks, wrappers, tissue and unknown equipments.

Woody with his "cari makan" equipment.

Ouch!??

Look at my expression! That was the time the needle vibrated adjacent the bone!

There is something like lubricant on top of his glove, I guess its for the needle, easier to DRAG along the skin.

The machine and electric cable were well wrapped.

Sakit macam babi?!!

Half way.

Dripping the needle to the ink. That's the lubricant.

TEEHHEEEEHHEEKKK!! The sound keep buzzling in my ears.

Bearing the piercing of the needle.

Tissue paper to wipe off my blood and the ink.

I was sweating all the way through the tattooing.

Thats the result.

It seems like not centered. But it is.

Wrapped with "food wrapper"? lolz.

The head of the machine where the needles come out.

I and woody!

His room!

Paying £35.

What is a Tattoo!

According to my dad, tattoos was practised by those armies long time ago. They wanted their body to be different from others so that one day if they get killed in the battle field, their families could trace the bodies for burying or cremation.

In Malaysia, tattoo is wide spreaded too, mostly thai's and borneo's tattoos. Most of the tattoo bearers are involved in the underground. That's why there is a bad perception towards people who have tattoo. Including me. ^^ Not all of them are "bad" guys, some of them just like to have a tattoo, like me. haha.

People say tattoo is an art. In UK, I can see the true "art". They coloured themselves with tattoo along the arms, shoulder, neck and anywhere. Its really beautiful. and mine are long way to "beautiful". I just wanted to have one. ^^

The needle penetrate through the skin to the dermis layer around 2mm and ink will be released as the needle pierce it. In and out, in and out. Then its forever! Magnificent!

Dwayne Johnson! a.k.a. The Rock has a polynessian tattoo, which possessed alot of meaning. You can find it out here, http://www.tahititatou.com/therock-engl_2.html

This is where i got my inspiration, it might help you on the design or anything about tattoo~
Click Here! You can customise your chinese words tattoo.
Click Here! A lot of designs here!


Tribal tattoos.

That's it! I got my own tattoo!

Beyond the sea where i had wished to. Beyond the sea now, i wish it end.

Arsenal!

5 more weeks to go! and I'll unbound by the exasperating atmosphere in this land! Weeks ago, once I stepped out from Manchester airport, the air was chilled and filled with curiosity among the air itself, I begun my voyage in this well-known and unexplored land. Piece by piece the curiosity bottled inside me has been released. I have known what I had wanted, I have seen what I had wished, and I got bored of the surrounding. Is it my personality of getting bored easily? or the same for anyone?

Football has been one of my entertainments here as it used to be in my own country, but something missing while I am playing here. The ignition of the passion I have here isn't that combustible. While I am plying, I couldn't find any determination playing inside me. Maybe friends are the things I am searching for. Chemistry where it bonds between us is the treasure where I couldn't find here.

Food? I am pissed of my own home-made dishes. "What should I cook now?" This question haunts me every time before I get myself to the stove. Now, I know my mum's brain has been twisted to solve this question, everyday. Meat is the food my enzyme dates everyday, every meal perhaps. Luckily alcohol is with me for couple of days in a week. I think my belly is frustrated with the owner, me.

Me : what u want actually?
Belly : CCM nasi lemak, teh ais. Bakuteh. Laksa. Konocurrymee. Mum's cucumber + Heh Bi. Cendol + Chee Cheonh Fun. Char Kuey Teow + Si Ham. Lo mai kai + Siu Mai.
Me : Err......wtf... None of those for 5 more weeks! Eat pork la!
Brain : What bout me?!!! I am tired with your novels, internat and brain-condemming-meal-solving question! Get me some computer games, some movies!
Me : Err......ok ok. We'll watch "L Change The World" tomorrow. Deal.
Brain : (Satisfyingly).....Ok.
Eye : Me? Its been weeks! Where's my porn? Although I have seen a lot of pretties and blondes, I hope u can get some "movies" for me! I have been suffering!
Me : Wtf. Just stand for few more weeks! I'll poke u if u continue with ur moaning!
Right leg : I am worn-out u know! I am rusted! Just get me some balls to bang on! No more any out door field! I couldn't shoot as there isn't any goal post! Chop me off if u don't find any court for me to maximise my performance!
Me : Ok. I'll chop u off tomorrow.

That's what I am struggling here. I am rusted! Every part of me! From my hair till my toes! It's not my life!

Once, I thought living in up in the hill or in an island would be a dream life for me, but now, I don't think so. It's been like......hell? Living in an unfamiliar place is terrible. U don't know the rules and law, cultures and how all the things go. Where as in Malaysia, I can order nasi lemak mata kerbau tambah nasi tambah sambal tak mau timun, freely, as many times as I want without feeling embarrasing or afraid the worker might fed up with me. That's the main difference. I live freely in my own country! Affordably, I can buy anything I wanted to!

Here, their culture is different! "It is what it meant to be." Everything happen because what it supposed to. I am not sure that's a pros or cons. Perhaps, only for me. Red light = stop? How bout if everyone has crossed the road? U still wait there, where it can be seen obviously there is no one? Rule is rule. Good? And once it get me frustrated. I bought a jersey from a shop and wished it to be printed, a player name and number behind it. So, after I took back the jersey, I found the name and number's colour printed are different as it should be. So, I took the jersey to the shop and they told me I couldn't change anything because I have signed on the paper! Ok, I admit I was wrong. But, as a popular sport shop, they shouldn't make a mistake like that! Something like, they coloured their country flag in a wrong colour. Luckily the jersey isn't expensive. What a sad day.

But there is something good here too. They are really polite. To the max! And through my few weeks of observation, I can see that they are really matured. They are getting humbler as they are older. They seems like already have everything in their live and don't really selfish. Hahaha. Of coz they are various types of human in the earth. Less I could say in Malaysia. Probably because Malaysians struggled to get what they wished, so selfish is a thing which expected. "I got by sweating, blooding and hardship, so why I can give it to u as u didn't work as I do?" That's something I can feel inside Malaysians, maybe including me. ^^ But that is not we should blame? It's nature that shaped us. This is not an offensive comment. ^^ maybe "Selfish" not the best word, as it looks like an offence to Malaysians. ^^ Think for me please?

That's all for now. I hope I can get back to Malaysia as fast as I can. Wahahaha.

During site visit.

View of Sheffield.

Walking to Arsenal Stadium, Emirates!

Emirates Stadium!

Me and Ck a.k.a. Ramsey!

Inside Armoury@ Arsenal shop.

Me and the replica of Almunia.

My idol!

The gunners!


Emirates Stadium!

Outside. The tour is full. =="


London!

Wtf. Its not a luxurios limo. It is just an mini-short bus. kekeke.

ddouble decker - double decker.

It's 9pm......

Northern Ireland! ^^

5-7 Aug 2008 - I went to Northern Ireland! It's a long long journey. 6 hours of bus and 2 hours of ferry. Very tiring trip but enjoying. We stayed in a small self-catering hostel beside the wide grass field facing the boundless sea. It's a dream for me to live in a small house beside the sea. But not in this freezing Ireland. ^^ 3 days, we travelled to few places which are very nice. Very kampung-ish. hahaha. There is one very common thing in the countries in UK, they have a lot of castle! Some left only ruins but some have been preserved as a historic destination. The English spoken there is harder to grasp compare to England's. But the people there are as friendly as people in Sheffield. ^^ Let the pictures do the work again. haha!

Inside the bus!

Lets Rock!

Lets Jump!

Over the rock!

Over the fence!

I love this!

Inside the ferry

The nice interior

The ugly exterior, like Girls?, cannot judge with outer looks. ^^

mememe

Those white dots are the sheeps.

mememe

Dream live....

Dream house?

They are not "horse". Maybe pony or keldai or..... Lembu? haha.

me me me & mek mek mek

I like this!

5 of us

Wide grass field

meeeekkkkkk~ they are so lonely live here.

Sheep island.

Our hostel

Outside hostel

Nice live?

Belfast Castle

Belfast Castle

Belfast Castle

Belfast Castle

Belfast Castle guardian. £1m/annum

3 rare Northern Ireland monkeys.

Cold and windy!

Not me!

Me and the hexagonal columns. Caused by volcanic eruption.

mememe

mememe

me and dinosaur eggs?

somewhere around the Giant's Causeway

hexagonal rocks.

top of the world?

what's there beyond the sea?

Somewhere around the Giant's Causeway.

mememe

Group memebers.

Broken castle and us.

another Broken castle

group members

outside good, inside ruined. ^^

Carrick-a-rede Rope Bridge!

Takutnya.

Romeo & Juliet? lolz.

Gaya-nya.

Lompat!

me and Tin Wei

Inches to death.

5 of us!

somewhere around Carrick-a-rede Rope Bridge

Carrick-a-rede Rope Bridge!

mememe! wanna jump?

Nice scenery

30 metres above!

I beat my height-phobia!

Carrick-a-rede Rope Bridge behind me.

The "parking lot" of Titanic. Titanic made in Belfast!

It's so huge!