mofette | Fucked off at the world

Yesterday was my tattoo session. I worked the night before and I didn't sleep well because I was scared of the pain. Apparently not sleeping well makes it worse. Hm. I only managed to sit there for an hour and a half because it hurt, and I left not having had a proper look at what was done.

I then went to a hairdresser, where the girl gave me a great haircut, until it came to my 'fringe'. I don't have a fucking fringe, there's an amount of hair that was a feathered front but due to straightening it won't grow. She fucking cut it and this morning I can't style it for shit. I know it's only hair and hair grows but I didn't have a fucking fringe and now I do and it's horrid. I don't even have any cute clips to push it to the side with. Looks like I'm going to Claire's Accessories tomorrow.

I got home and looked properly at my tattoo and it's GREEN and fucking ORANGE. My two most loathed colours in the world. Not only that, but they clash horribly with each other. I called the studio but my tattooist was busy with someone else, so the piercer relayed the questions across. Apparently it'll change due to body fluid and there's more layers to be done yet, but still I'm fucking horrified.

Pic of the mess here and here.

It's a nice enough picture I guess but it's not ME. He asked me what colours I wanted and I said pink with yellow accents. NOT FUCKING GREEN OR ORANGE. If he'd have mentioned either of those colours I'd have said no, I have this fucking thing on my back for all eternity for fuck's sake.

I will go back asap for the next session.

Today it's just my hair. :(