Saturday, August 1, 2009


So, I got tattooed when I was sixteen. I didn't think too much about it. I wanted a tattoo, and there was a guy living in my apartment complex that was just starting out which means he had only tattooed himself. up to that point.  I don't think he was much older than me maybe 18 or 19. He was willing to do it for free, so I said OK. It didn't take long for me to regret this, so as soon as I turned 18, I went downtown and got it covered up. I wanted to get something in black, all-black, but the guy didn't think it would work out without looking bad. He drew the flower by hand and a little later I returned to get it. In retrospect, I am not sure why even got it. I hated roses. Nine years later, I am getting it lasered off! 


I am doing the modern day laser tattoo removal method which uses different lasers and wavelengths to target each color of pigment and blasts them into smaller pieces, so my immune system will remove them. I wanted to do this blog, because when looking for real information from a source other than the companies which peddle the laser guns, I couldn't find anything which would take me through the whole process for an honest and in-depth forecast.