God damn it, I really don't know why the hell am I so stupid, my leg soooooo freakin hurts that it's unbelievable.....I literally think that burning your skin can't hurt more then fucking tattooing on the back of your leg..... I thought it'll never end..I had my ninth session today, 30+ hours into this, and I maybe had the most painful session so far......
I cant stand, sit or lay, I cant walk I can't bend my leg, I can't put it straight, I'm a fucking idiot for this I'm doing to myself..
I know I already had tattooing rant thread.....BUT IT FUCKIN' HURTS.....
I'll get back to everyone once I come to my senses, and this bloody pain goes away..
Short blog about my day today! ..just for the info..
I'm not quite sure how much are you interested in my day today, but I need some place to let it out, so what would be better place then here!
I managed to arrange an job interview for the friday, I got a hint from my friend that there's possibility that I'll work for him. Graphic Design on tattoo related stuff!! After that, there were 5 hours of BLOODY PAINFUL tattooing (bloody->literally!!), Now I can't stand on my leg properly, it feels like it's going to explode, we didn't do much, but only parts of teared skin, on my way home I almost passed because I'm hungry (but can't eat because I'm sick) and thirsty, and now I'm home, and I HATE EVERYTHING AND I DON'T WANT TO GET TATTOOED EVER AGAIN IT FUCKING HURTS, BUT NOT JUST ANY KIND OF PAIN, IT FUCKING HURTS LIKE HELL, and it's swollen and bloody..And fuck, I hate it, and hate everything at this moment, and I just wanted to tell you that, and now I'm going off, I'm too weak to be here, I'm too tired, and I must clean this fucking wound on my leg!!
AND FUCK!!
Sorry for cursing I needed that!
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And yeah, I'm continuing this in two weeks! I have to complete this beauty!!
BUT IT FUCKING HURTS!!
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And that's why I'm not here the whole day! And won't be here till tomorrow!
Guys and gals, couple of hours ago, I've stepped into my 365th days of official membership here at GBAtemp paradise!
I must say that lurking around this place was a biggest mistake I have ever made, because I missed on a great moments before I even became a member.. Registering here was one of the best choices I ever made online..probably THE best choice I've made.. To be honest, I didn't think it is possible to connect with a people on this level over the internet......I made some pretty strong bonds in last year, and met some really amazing and admirable people over here, from all staff members that I have talked to and all recently returned staffers , to bunch of regulars here and few newcomers..You guys are truly amazing and I'm really thankful I have met you! This place became like a new family to me, and I'm not just saying it because it is expected from me, but it's completely true..I have spent some hard times with you, some joyful times, happiness, sorrow, drama, anger..Everything.. I have witnessed some bad members turning good (even more then good), some older "regulars" getting banned, I've managed to come from a regular member to a mod position, and thus, even strengthen my feelings about this site..
With you guys, nothing is too hard, even cleaning after n00bs (the bad ones), trolls and flamers, it's all fun and great..
This site thought me more then just handling a flashcarts and this site showed me more then just modding my handhelds..This site is the whole little universe with everything that once community needs!
I want to say THANK YOU GBAtemp for being the site that you are, THANK YOU to all members that are worth thanking for, for making this site what it is and THANK YOU to all fellow staffers for making a damn good job with everything, and making me feel proud for being the part of this!!
THANK YOU!! for this first year!!
And I hope there will be many more that will fallow, and that we'll be going through them, together..
I just felt like writing this. To express even a bit of how I feel.
My birthday is on the January 15th, but this has nothing to do with the guitar, because I got it for Christmas (well, I got it today, but it was just because she couldn't wait and keep it a secret from me).. I have been talking about how I want this particular guitar for couple of weeks, because mine old electric guitar is really old, and has shitty pickups, and bad sound (it's good enough for punk tho). I've been thinking about it lots and apparently talking about it lots too, because otherwise she wouldn't have bought me one. Anyways, its an electric Epiphone, middle price range, but it is very nice and sounds terrific and I can't wait to start practicing again, and continue on teaching myself and improving
Hi! While I was browsing trough my old DVDs I found one video, from few years ago, and it made me remember one of the most interesting nights in my life.. If you're willing to read, I'll share it with you..
The date was 12.19.2004. I was supposed to play a gig with my band....We were pretty much big at the time, and we were the only band that played street punk in the city (actually the whole country)..It was pretty much big concert, because there were two more bands playing, and one of them was a band older than us and one of the biggest bends in our Anarcho Punk scene!!
The thing is, it was Sunday, and the next day, I had a big test at my school, because that was the last few days of school before holidays..My parents forbid me from going to concerts, playing guitar or doing anything I like because, at that time, I had huge problems with them, we were constantly fighting and they hated me, my band, my friends and everything in connection with me.. Gig was settled, all my bandmates were there, but I was still at home..I was trying to convince my parents to let me go, because others in band refused to play without me (they could do it, because I was the other guitar in the band), but thy just didn't want to play without me..Minutes and hours were passing by, but I couldn't go, and so we missed the tone rehearsal.. After some time, I decided that it would be pretty lame of me to ditch them, and I actually snitched out..I managed to come to the gig, just in time when fist band was about to start playing.. My girlfriend was with me, and she brought a 2L bottle of wine!! (at that time, we were in a relationship for 22 days, so we were actually a fresh couple)..we decided not to drink before a concert, but after, so that nobody would take it from us, and so we don't have to share.. The gig went great, it was GREAT show, people were really cool, it ended at 3:00 AM.. The club is very far from my home, and we had no other choice but to walk back at such late/early hour..It was a great time to start drinking (at least we thought that), so we started to walk home and drink.. Clean wine is really disgusting (I hate that taste), but it was getting us drunk little by little, and on the half way home, we found a fence with nice chain on it..I decided that I really want and need that chain, so I tried to take it, but it was chained to the doors..So I started to search trough my bag, for some tools to break it, and after some time, I've manged to take it a part, and we took the chain.. We proceeded to walk home and continued to drink that wine..After one and half hour of walking, we were almost at home..at that time, we finished wine, we were drunk as fuck and we decided that we want to sleep together, so I had to get my girl inside my room somehow, I opened my window and she came in trough that, we almost broke it, but everything was fine.. At that point it was already 5:00 AM, and I had to wake up at 6:30 AM, because I had to go to school (and my girl as well), so I set up waking alarm a bit sooner, so I could wake up before my mom and so my girl could get out of my room, before she sees it, otherwise, it would be real mess!! .. .. Of course, I overslept and my mom got into my room, both of us naked and drunk as fuck, she was trying to wake me up for some time, but my mind wasn't really working.. When I got up, she was so pissed that it was unbelievable..I managed to dress up, and get the clothes on my girl, and after that we were off to school.. Both of us couldn't walk straight, because after an hour of sleep, and all that alcohol, we were mess.. I got to school, and first few hours I kinda slept during the classes, then it came the test.....I started to write something, end up messing the whole paper and fall asleep.....That teacher kinda loved me, but she though I was ill, so she sent me to school psychologist.....After I got the her, she started to ask me all those weir questions, and me being drunk and not thinking straight, I sad that my parents abuse and molest me (not the best choice of the words), and she almost ended up calling them to come to school.. After some talk to her, I had to promise that I'll sit down and talk to my parents, try to get things straight, and she said that she won't interfere in all that.....
All in all, it was very interesting experience, and I remembered it because I found the video from that night (I have the whole recording of the gig, this is just a Music Video I made)....... The whole recording starts very interesting, with the closeup of my girls leg, while she had my name carved in! (yeah, she did that before we got together, but that's a completely different story )
If you wish I can upload a picture of her leg with my name in it.....
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, to bunch of regulars here and few newcomers..You guys are truly amazing and I'm really thankful I have met you!
THANK YOU!! for this first year!! 
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