cadyne

I got my tattoo.. or tattoos rather. I had the one I designed today placed with one on each side of my stomach right below my ribcage, so they look like shooting stars that are aiming at my belly button. It looks awesome.

I keep saying "kung-pow-bam-boom!" My new tat looks like comic book superhero stars. Yes!!!

I designed a few more today, but I had to wait on them because of lack of funds.

I ran into Jamie at the mall today, she really liked my tats, especially the new one. It made me happy that people actually like my artwork.

I'm sitting in my new house right now - it feels weird. Jon is in the kitchen cooking us dinner and I keep wanting to say "It's getting dark, I'd better head home." But then I realize that as of today, this is my home.

I still have to go back to the barracks and pack up my uniforms, pictures, books and blankes, but all the rest of my stuff is here already.

I have to get serious about going to the gym because the photographer I talked to is serious about using me as one of his models. It's a little scary, I have no experience and I need to get my legs waxed and get a fake tan.. he wants to start shooting sometime in the next few weeks.

But I want this. I won a modeling contest when I was 12, but my mom made me forfeit the contract that went along with the title because she didn't want to move to Houston. Arrgh.

I want validation that I am, indeed, pretty.

Vain, ain't I?