The one with my skin art (read: tattoos)

When I was a sophomore at the Ateneo de Manila University and a member of a band (weren't we all?), I wanted to get a tattoo. So I did, and the rebel in me said, go with something fierce, so this was my first tattoo:

Calvin and Hobbes

After that, about six months later, I got another one:

Tiger scratching its way out of my right torso

Finally, about a year later, I got a third and final one:

An ankh on the back of my neck - Egyptian ankhs mean "life"

It's not that I'm showing off or anything, but I realize that I have three tattoos and no mention of it anywhere online. These are part of my journey, and I'm not ashamed to admit I have them.