…entre nous soit dit…

between me you and the gatepost.

Four New Piercings

Well, this time next week I shall have four new piercings. 
It’s funny because whenever I say that, I get this funny reaction from everyone: sort of a raised eyebrow skeptical “…Where?” When Mum enquired where I was today and I said I was at a piercing parlour she paused for the smallest second and then sort of looked me up and down. It was brilliant, because it was like a first class ticket to seeing a mothers worst nightmare being suspected: She couldn’t see any piercing, so they had to be in places hidden by clothes…. oh god!!
Truth is I wouldn’t even consider getting any piercing like that. I find that just plain weird. If I didn’t already have it done, I don’t think I would even have bothered with the belly button piercing. It’s not exactly amazing.
No. I’m being nice and simple and getting all four piercings in my ears. Two studs at the top of my left ear and then one new stud for each lobe. Nothing amazing. Best part about it all is that I managed to con one of my friends into getting her tongue pierced if I got my four piercings, and I get to watch that being done. Needless to say, she’s scared shitless at the moment. 
Should be alright though. Pretty funny that me of all people is getting four piercings done at once. I’m the kid who only had one ear lobe pierced for two and a half years because the first one hurt so much and I went into shock. Stupid people should have just done them both at once. What fools.
I think my pain threshold has somewhat changed now. When I was a kid I couldn’t stand needless or blood tests (which I was supposed to have at least once a year, every year) and I would run away, kick, scream, shout, and even bite to get away from having to go back to the kids hospital here. Now I think I could probably go as far as to say that I actually enjoy them. I became the first kid in the line for getting needles at school to show all the others that it didn’t really hurt.
Strange how things can change. At least this was a good one.

March 21, 2009 Posted by | childhood, experiences, just for shits and giggles, Personal, piercings | Leave a comment