Tomorrow I am getting a tattoo. My sister said it didn't hurt too badly. This assures me because my sister has a very low pain threshold. She still cries when mother brushes her hair. I'm sure I will be able to handle it. Anyway, I'm excited and can't wait to show everyone at school. The worse part will be the healing process I think. It was with my piercings. It'll be all scabby and gross so I don't think I'm going to expose it until it looks nice. Hehehe...that could be dirty.
So, something interesting happened today. Considering my beautiful park has been tainted with words of hate, I went to my Happy Hidey Hole. Danielle and I had a long conversation, and I was telling her about my dream and how awful it is, and having a good ol' fashioned cry. So she started talking about her dream, and burst out crying, and I hugged her and told her everything was okay. It was kind of weird. She came up to comfort me when I was crying, and I ended up comforting her even more! It's funny! Not that we were both sad about our dreams, but when she started sobbing, I pulled her in for a big hug. But she was sitting on my foot and it really hurt. "Danielle, I hate to ruin this beautiful, afterschool special scene, but you're crushing my foot." Yah, kinda ruined the "Degrassi High" moment.
At least I can take some comfort in knowing I have a new place to go and just be me. But I'm still going to miss my park. As safe and secluded as the Happy Hidey Hole is, it's dark. I'll miss the sunshine. And there are no birds. But luckily there will never be any squirells or children, and should I overhear someone saying they don't like me, at least I will know them, and thusly know why. I hate not having a reason. And if it's cold or something, I can still go there. I quite like the spirits. I don't think they're paticularily comforting. In fact, I've been scared and had weird sensations a couple of times, but they have a certain charm, and I respect that. I can sit in my Happy Hidey Hole and peek out from behind the seats, and sense them. It gives me something to do. I noticed something eerie today, perhaps I'll blog about it later.
And now, signing off. Wish me luck on my tattoo-ness tomorrow! Here is hoping I don't get a horrible infection!