Since I was around 12 years old, I have always wanted to pierce my ears. Of course, my mother told me "no way". I dealt with that that until the age of 17 when I casually brought up the topic with my mom, she realized that I wanted it done and said maybe. One day, out of nowhere, she asked when I wanted to go have my ears pierced! I was in sort of disbelief, because I didn't even really have to beg her or anything to take me. I think it was because of the fact that she knew I could have it done by myself when I turned 18, so she figured she might as well do it now, but for some reason she sort of sounded excited about the whole thing. I know I was.
At A Glance Author anonymous When A year ago Studio mile hi tattoo Location colorado My mom took me to that place that my sister always went to get a piercing/tattoo, so we knew it was a good place to go. We got there and my mom and I filled out all the paperwork asking about my health and whatnot and they took me back right away. I must admit I was a little nervous. My hands were shaky and my palms were sweating, after all, it was the first time I was to have someone put a needle through my body! The guy giving my piercing was cool and helped me to relax. He assured me that everything was sterile and that the needles were only used once. Sterilization was not the biggest concern I had at the time, I was more worried about what a needle was going to feel like as it was going through my body. He could tell that I was a little nervous and he assured me that it would not be as bad as I was making it out to be, and that I should relax and "enjoy it". I thought he was crazy! How was I supposed to enjoy a needle in my body?? Then I decided that I should ju st quit whining and put holes in my body.
When I said I was ready, he swabbed my ear with some brown liquid thingy, and proceeded to put the clamp on my ear. (As it turns out, the clamp hurt worse than the actual piercing!). When I saw the needle coming I prepared for the worst, or what I thought was the worst, it turned out to be one of the least painful things I have experienced! Either way my palms were still sweaty and I clinched my body as it was being pierced. After the first ear I said to myself, "Go ahead and bring on the next one". Well for some reason, the second ear hurt a little worse than the first. I was like, "well that was a little unexpected!" Even though the second one hurt a little, the pain was not bad at all. I think I just mentally freaked myself out over it.
He asked how it was and I said, "not too bad". My mom looked at me and sort of rolled her eyes. She drove me home where I showed my day what I had down. He sort of just stared at me in disbelief and said it would take some getting used to. To this day I don't think he has "gotten used to it". What's worse than that is when I went on vacation to see my family in Alabama. Every single family member was in shock (or maybe they were in awe...) about what I had done. There was even an argument between my aunt and my mom about how she could "let" me do that to myself. My mom won by the way. Maybe I should have sent pictures ahead of time to ease the pain of my family having to see me with a piercing. Or maybe more people in Alabama should just get more piercings!
Everybody always asks me why I got my ears pierced, or why did I have to get both of them done? I just say, "why not?" I mean, if they have to ask, then that means they probably don't like them in the first place. So I figure, if you don't like them, don't ask me about them, or better yet: don't look at them! I think I'll stop getting piercings now. I can't see myself having piercings on places other than my ears. I may get a lip ring, my even my mom is totally against that one! So I figured I can respect her wishes about that. However, I will probably stretch my ears and have what my mom likes to call a "tribal piercing". Since I won't get anymore piercings, I have decided to move on to tattoos, which leads to another story.