Posts tagged loughborough.
- They have no self respect
- They also have no dignity
- They sleep with everyone in their friendship groups
- They cheat on their boyfriends
- I think the no self respect and dignity is a big point, tbh
- Try too hard
- Extremely fake
- Get their bits out far too often
- The most two faced types of girls I have ever known
- Never themselves with you
- Dirty little liars, and not even in a good sense
- Think it’s acceptable to whore themselves out
- Dirty (again, not in the good way)
- Have far too higher opinion of themselves than is justified in any degree.
Oh golly gosh the list could go on. So glad I’m a Nottingham girl and not trailer trash in Loughborough form. Like, seriously. Loughborough and it’s surrounding areas, just dirt. There’s a handful of girls I like from those areas which aren’t included in this, but they are girls I have known years, respect and adore.
Half the time when I look at some of the girls I know, their behaviour, the way they portray themselves, the lack of self respect and the sheer fact none of them have a clue about being a good person, well it makes me feel a little bit sick.
I genuinely have no want nor need to get to know any girls who fit into the above traits. And suggest those that do, take a good, long hard look at themselves.
I got this ask this morning; Hey, I’m researching possible places to get tattooed in Nottingham and noticed some of your awesome tattoos were done at a studio called Bodycraft. Care to share your experience? Thanks in advance. :)
So I figured I would just make a post about all the tattoo studios I’ve had and what I thought to each!
I’ve been tattooed by seven different people; six guys and one girl.
My first lot of tattoos (three stars outlined on my left wrist/arm, little brothers initials on my right wrist, shooting star above, three Egyptian symbols down my spine, a tiny infinity sign on the underside of my right arm and a tribal at the bottom of my back) were all done by a guy called Steve who at the time owned the tattoo side of Forbidden Pleasures tattoo and piercing studio, in Loughborough, Leicestershire. I was 17 when I got my first tattoo, two months before my 18th. I really had no idea about tattoos and tattooing in general and didn’t really have any idea about the quality of varying tattooists, tattoo styles or even any tattoo history. All of the tattoos done by Steve, are abysmal. He went too deep on practically every one, causing them to scar in the outline of each. He also told me to use vaseline to take care of them, which I have since learnt is just a big no no!
Steve then sold up and moved abroad and he sold the studio to Chris and Stef who turned it into Anarchy (http://www.anarchytattoo.co.uk/) Stef was my main tattooist when they took over and he did my chest piece, my Dawnii heart sealed envelope at the top of my right arm, cherries on my left foot and my teapot on my upper left arm. He also filled in my stars which Steve had done as they weren’t even the right shape and the only way to make them look as much better as we could, was to fill them in. I liked Anarchy. I liked Stef and Chris. I spent a lot of time down at Anarchy, practically everyday I would be down there. I’d make tea for every one and just hang out there all day everyday and it was fun. Chris also tattooed me, an Ankh in my cleavage. Except I mixed business with pleasure and things turned sour. About two years ago they got a new apprentice, one who took an immediate disliking to me and made it awkward whenever I was there. So I just stopped going in. I haven’t been in there for two years. At the time, I loved the work they did for me. But not so much anymore. The Ankh that Chris did needs redoing, and my teapot by Stef is just not the best quality. It looks out of place. My current tattooist, Vicky, is going to redo all of my old tattoos as we go along. From work I have seen uploaded to facebook, they haven’t much improved over the years I haven’t been in. Same old stuff, same quality. Stef once said ‘You don’t need to be able to draw to be a tattooist’ which says it all really. Being a tracer, does not make you an artist.
Whilst hanging out at Anarchy I starting buying and reading tattoo magazines; Skindeep mainly. I still buy them every now and then and I think their good to show you the different artists in the UK, the varying tattoo styles, different methods and techniques used etc. It helps you when you’re deciding what you want and how you want it done!
Another apprentice Anarchy had when I spent time there, was Dane (http://www.facebook.com/burtoninc?ref=ts). Dane designed my chest piece for me (but Stef tattooed it) and whilst there he did my scissors on my right foot, my ribbon on my right leg, ‘Impure’ on the underside of my left wrist, a Dawnii anchor piece on the left hand side of my shoulder. He wasn’t there very long as he crossed Stef and Chris and legged it. I carried on getting tattooed by him for a bit; an buoy piece on the right hand side of my back, my date of birth on the underside of my right wrist and most recently, a pin cushion piece on my left thigh. I used to get tattooed a lot by Dane because he would do them really, really cheap. And its only the past year and a half I’ve realised that that isn’t the way to go with tattoos. You pay for the quality you get. And a lot of my tattoos are poor quality and need redoing or touching up. When I got my pin cushion recently with Dane, it’s because it was his design. But I hate it, the quality is dire and that is being completely redone by Vicky. Dane is a good lad, when he wants to be in a good mood. But he works from home, he doesn’t have anyone he works with to learn from or show him new techniques and his work, like that of Anarchy’s, doesn’t seem to be improving in standard which is a shame because I think he does have the talent in him to do well.
I just want to point out; if I hadn’t already known Dane and had work done by him in a studio, I never would have gotten work done when he started working from home. I don’t agree with scratchers. I don’t agree with people who learn on their own, at home. But this situation was different. I knew him, he had worked in my at the time consistent tattoo studio and I knew the standard and quality of his work plus he had all the right equipment and knew how to use everything.
Around the time I stopped hanging out at Anarchy, another tattoo studio opened round the corner, Blue Flame, run by someone I knew from the local, James, and his friend Jon. I got a tattoo done here, ‘sagabo’ which is Greek for ‘I love you’ (my favourite word in Greek) on the side of my left hand. But it was rubbish. He had to redo it three times and I never went there again. All of the work I have seen from there is pretty rubbish, although to my knowledge James no longer runs it due to disagreements.
When I moved to London I thought this would be a chance for me to get some amazing tattoo work done, I’d use my loan, go to some of the best studios in London, etc. Things didn’t work out like that though. London prices are horrendous for the work they produce and I never got round to finding any good artists. I did however get one piece done in London but a guy called Jan Atslega who was new to Old London Road tattoo studio in Kingston (http://www.facebook.com/oldlondonroadtattoos) And I’m actually really happy with it. Its a crow in flight on my lower back to the right side, and the quality and detail is beautiful. I don’t know if he still works there, as he told me he didn’t like England and wanted to try somewhere else.
And then there is Vicky Morgan (http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=772511801). Vicky is an artist I’ve known for a few years now. I first knew of her for her paintings and artistry which was in Skindeep. They did a feature spread on her, back when she was just the receptionist at Bodycraft, Nottingham, where she is now one of the most popular tattoo artists. Vicky did an apprenticeship at another studio before joining the tattooists at Bodycraft and this was done at Modern Body Art, Birmingham, which is run by Jo Harrison. I travelled to Modern Body Art twice for Vicky to do my sharkie, which is on my left side ribs. I adore my sharkie, its probably my favourite all time tattoo! And over the past couple of months I’ve started getting more work done by Vicky as she is doing my owl and tea themed sleeve! And I am going to stick with Vicky from now on too. The work she does is amazing, she’s one very talented artist. All the work I’ve had and plan to have with Vicky, has been and will be custom. I pay £70 an hour at Bodycraft, something I never would have dreamed of years ago when starting to get tattoos. But now I’ve learnt that you really do have to pay for quality and its worth it because at the end of the day, these will be on me forever.
There’s three different Bodycraft’s in Nottingham, all the same franchise. I personally would recommend the original studio which is in the Excise Chambers, off of Pelham Street. The other artists there are Justin, Lee and Tom, all of whom have some pretty amazing work up on the walls and in their online portfolios. They are tattooists I would recommend to anyone.
I go back to London this weekend, on Sunday. But I’m only going to be there for four days as I am coming back on Thursday to spend another weekend in Loughborough before coming back to Derby to start work again.
Working over the summer is actually going to be a Godsend as I will be earning £200 a week. I want to have at least £1,000 saved by October when Uni starts up again plus I will be earning pennies for stuff like Download, Sonisphere, tattoos, my birthday, many, many Alton Towers trips.
I’ve had an absolutely sick weekend tbf! I didn’t plan to go to Loughborough until Saturday and my original plans were to get tattooed on Saturday afternoon then go to Heather’s for the night. But on Friday Dane let me know that his needles hadn’t yet arrived, so I rebooked for next Saturday and decided to go to Heather’s Friday night! Getting there was a bit of a bastard as my train from Ambergate to Derby was 30 minutes late meaning I missed my connecting train to Loughborough, which also happened to be the last train. So I had to call my dad and ask him to drive 30 miles to Derby to come collect me and take me to Heather’s, else I would be stranded there until at least 12am when I could get the airport bus instead, and he did.
I got to Heather’s about 11, Joe had finished work early so was there, along with Bexon and Scott, and later on Ellie. I got absolutely wrecked on a 70cl bottle of Jack and was up until 4am with Joe and Bexon (Hev passed out, it was rather comical) dancing to very loud dubstep and filming the boys dancing like prats (whilst I danced like a prat filming them) *Skip the next 3 hours* Saturday I spent completely fucking ridiculously ill hungover as fuck due to my horrendous whiskey head hangover but soon got back on it and we all got trashed again last night! Now I am back in Derby at Caroline’s ready to start work again tomorrow morning!
I would actually quite like more weekends like this please.
I have had a very mixed 7 days. This time last week, I was up and getting ready to go get my coach to Leeds to stay at Mark’s, who was at the time, my boyfriend. I spent the weekend with him in Leeds and actually did have a really lovely time. Came back, everything felt a bit weird and I could tell something was wrong, which it was, and he finished it on Wednesday.
So, cue me expecting to be devastated and spend the next few days moping. Yet I haven’t. On Wednesday my best friend from back home (Loughborough, Nottingham) came to stay for a few days (she is here til Sunday) When I collected her from Victoria coach station we went straight to Covent Garden to show her what it’s like. I love Covent Garden, it’s one of my favourite places in London! She was really surprised by it as she didn’t expect London to be like that!
Obviously then when we got back, admittedly I wasn’t in the best of moods. And I got my whole ‘little sob’ out of the way with Sarah. But then gave myself a kick up the arse, called Gary and instead of moping. I laughed. And giggled. And smiled. Which is pretty much how the past two days have gone.
On Thursday we went to the Embankment (where London eye, Houses of Parliament, Big Ben are) and went to the London Aquarium, which I loved! I love things like that and I fucking adore sharks, I literally squealed when I saw them!! After that we walked along the Embankment for a bit taking touristy photos (facebook is going to hate me when I upload a good 150 odd photos from the past week) Then we went into Camden for the day, which was rammed but I love Camden even with its busy, tourists everywhere, no one speaking English-ness. Hev again, loved it and was surprised by it! We had some food along the lock and did some shopping! :) When we were done there we came home, had a mere 15 minutes to refresh then straight back out to the pub!
First met Gary in Chequers which is opposite my Uni, which was weird as I hadn’t seen him since I called it off. Pretty much six weeks. But it was fine and we were the same as ever with each other :) Then when Gary left Dan joined us, and me, him and Hev ended up getting drunk! Sam’s chicken on the way home, nom! And yesterday, we went into Central again, did some shopping on Oxford Street then spent the rest of the day/eve sunbathing in Hyde Park with Gary. It was lush!
So considering I should be all ‘Omg I’m single again’ I’m not. I don’t care anymore. If someone isn’t willing to give something a chance, then why waste your time trying? I have had a blissful, lush, beautiful few days and I can’t wait for more sunny days in London now =D
I actually plan to be productive today (shock shock, horror horrorr) Got my favourite Papa Roach album on full, done all the flat chores I needed to do, room spotless and food shop done! Now time to reluctantly do my statistics work/revision before it literally kills me off. Rather do wish I was spending this reading week at home though and not here!! London ain’t doing it for me lately… Home in two weeks though! :)
Things I miss from L’boro;
- Sam, Beckii, Char and Heather - Four of the people I have been closest to this year and all of whom I have had some crazy times with!
- My local, The Three Horseshoes.
- Thursday nights - Free bingo then ViceVersa.
- Feeding pigeons in the park and seeing how many we could collect.
- People from College.
Ok so long story short. I rang Andy tonight. Long ass hour long phone call. I’m just as confused now as when I received his letter yesterday… although we did clear one thing up. Laura is a dirty little liar. A dirty little sketty liar in fact. And my oh my, when I come up to Loughborough next, which just so happens to be her birthday, imma’give her one hell of a present :)
I am stupidly happy right now!!!!!
I’m going home for the weekend :D
My friend Ed is driving 130 miles to pick me up, just so I can spend the weekend at home! I love that boy! I seriously am literally sex wee’ing in excitement!
I can’t wait to see my boys Sam, Burton and Cameron. I can’t wait to get absolutely fucked like old times. I can’t wait to have a smokie with Sam!!!
Then tomorrow i’m going into Notts to get some new piercings! Possibly get my snakebites redone!!!
Arghhhhhh i’m soooooooooooooooooooooooo excited and happy! :D
Two good things happened today:
- I caught up with two of my favourite boys; Sam (http://-sjdm.tumblr.com/) and Burton. And we talked about them, and Cameron, coming to spend 4 days with me soon. I can’t wait. I miss those three boys more than anyone else from back home!
- I emailed my old tattooist, Dane, and arranged getting my Medusa thigh piece done when I go home the second weekend in Nov for the Loughborough fair! Its a tattoo I have wanted for ages, can’t wait!
This time tomorrow, I will know which direction my future is headed.
I’m thinking it’ll be in the direction of the job centre.
I’d much rather it was in the direction of 300 miles north, so I can start University and live in Edinburgh. Once can wish, right?
So. Although I love nights out with Heather, this is why I hate nights out in Loughborough;
- Everyone, knows everyone.
- By 11pm yesterday, three fights had already kicked off in ViceVersa.
- By 11:30 I was unfortunate to be stuck in the girls toilets as a bitch fight went on preventing me from getting past; Two skinny blonde orange faced girls, kicked the shit out of a rather big brunette just for looking at them. They were fully kicking her in the ribs, face, head, stomach with hooker heels galore and fully ripped a massive chunk of hair out giving the sobbing brunette a glowing bald patch.
- Said girls then when outside said to me “Don’t grass us up, else i’ll come back for you next week” to which I stared them straight in the face and said “I would actually love to see you try m’dear”. To which they looked me up and down and said “Yeah we’re only kidding!”. Whatever mate.
- Did I already say, everyone knows everyone?
I suspect this will lose me a lot of followers, and make people think I am a vile person. BUT.
This morning at around 2-3am, a 23 year old man was stabbed and murdered in Loughborough.
I do not agree with knife crime.
But I knew the guy. And it was a long time coming. My personal past with him was him robbing me, and beating me up in the middle of town when I had him up on it. He was always in trouble with people for thieving, drugs, dealing.
So although I feel for your family, Nitu. You had it coming.
I know lots of you will find what I have written disgusting, but he was one of the most vile people I have ever met. I feel for his parents, who always had to deal with his crap and always had to deal with the police going round.
I’m sorry if my opinion on this offends you.
There are now only 73 days until I move to Edinburgh!!!
I downloaded a count down timer on my blackberry :)
I can’t wait, it can’t come quick enough seriously! I hate this place, I hate the (majority) of people. I want out!!!
Someone speed up time? Thanks.
I’ve decided when I go to Uni, i’m going to miss Loughborough.
It’s dirty. It’s scabby. It’s full of chavs and too many tramps. It’s slag central with a stupidly high teen mom rate. The clubs are always the same; too many drunkards, too many fights, too many pervs. The market days make the town centre reek of fish guts. The shops are pretty lame. And there are only a couple of decent places to drink.
But it’s home.
Nothing beats Queens park on a hot summers day. Nothing beats random nights out at the last minute. Beacon bingo is addictive. And all of the most important people to me, are there.
And i’m moving 300 miles away.