"You learn a lot when you go to college. You learn that pulling an all-nighter means staying up all night to study for a test you will then sleep through. You learn to appreciate the taste of beer-the cheapest of all alcoholic beverages. You learn that you can roll out of bed 10 minutes before class and go to class looking like shit-and no one will notice or care. You learn you really can do things for yourself without your parents looking over your shoulder—but you also learn you never realized how nice it was to have them there, just in case. More than anything, however, you learn how much your friends really mean to you. College friends come to mean a lot to you, but they can never compare to your friends from home. Your friends from home teach you the meaning of friendship during your college years. Because you are apart from them you tend to express your feelings more —- you learn how much these people truly affect your life."
So a couple days ago i went to go visit my friend at work cause i haven’t seen him all break yet. He also happens to work at a tattoo parlor just cleaning up, signing people in, etc but he’s also pretty much an apprentice. His boss and other tattoo artists there are teaching him the ropes and everything. They’re all really cool and laidback joking with me while my friend is practicing/working on a practice skin. But after a while he says “I’m bored! this practice skin sucks, hey nick lemme tattoo something on you” So long story short the first thing that came to my mind was an anchor, and that’s what i now have on my right leg free of charge.
Again i love my friends.