Happy little pop?! Lyers...
I tend not to like birthdays all that much but this one worked out not too bad indeed...My Auntie – who I was living with at the time – asked me what would cheer me up for my birthday and I just didn't know...she said I could have anything I wanted...and I still didn't know, or actually really care. But when I logged on to the net and up came my homepage – BMEZINE, I realised that I wanted a piercing. I did a tad of BME surfing and saw the gorgeous tragus piercing...I had to have it, no question about it. I went in to ask my auntie and I said that I wanted my ear pierced; she looked at me slightly weird as I already had seven ear piercings already. I had my first lobe piercings when I was four years old, for my aunties wedding so I figured she would mind too much. But when I showed her where I wanted it, she went a bit pale. She's funny like that and didn't appreciate the fact that she'd have to come with me but she agreed and I smiled and said my thank you before running away to tell people.
It was for my 16th birthday and even though I didn't really want an adult going with me, I didn't have much choice and was just happy to be getting it done to be honest. I read up on it a bit and was slightly concerned about 'the pop' some people talk about...but then again lots of other people say they didn't hear it. So I guess I just had to find out all for myself. As we walked to the studio I was so excited but in all honesty I was so nervous too, not because I was scared of needles, just because the tragus is a funny little thing and felt quite thick when I thought about it. But I was determined not to chicken out.
So up the hill I marched, through the first set of doors, up the stairs, walked through to the studio and contemplated walking back out when I looked and saw someone getting their lip pierced (which I did six months later anyhow - http://www.bmezine.com/pierce/05-lips/A50110/lipdaddy.html). But I was a brave little toaster and walked up to the desk and asked Sarge what I would like done. He said it would be £25 and as my auntie did not have enough pennies she had to go get some whilst I filled in the form and flicked through a piercing book.... skimming swiftly passed the female genital piercing section... I then handed the money to the good man and told me that Dan would be piercing me. Well, I'm surprised I managed to walk over to the chair because I was so mesmerised by how beautiful he was. But surely enough I managed it and sat myself down.
Dan told me to lie back whilst he washed his hands and put gloves on and grabbed a green pen to mark where he would pierce. He told me to check the mark in the mirror to see if I was happy with it and indeed I was, so again I led down ready for him to pierce my lovely little tragus. He got all the equipment ready and my heart started to beat a bit faster. He then decided to cheer me up by explaining the happy little 'pop' everyone was talking about, I just mumbled "great" and after taking one last look at his sparkly eyes, I turned my head to look at the wall. Dan told me to take a deep breath in and hold in, then exhale...as he shoved the needle through my ear. To my disappointed it took longer than I expected, but the pain was interesting and I couldn't really feel much pain because I was just concentrating on the horrible, hollow scratching noise. 'A pop' was the wrong word...it was a nasty hollow scratching noise that lasted forever. It made me feel slightly queasy for a second or two, but then I got over it and Dan put the cute little ring in and it was all over. I checked it out in the mirror and immediately loved it! Dan modestly agreed that it looked amazing and after the cleaning procedure talk and the thank yous, I was on my merry way.
When we left the studio, my Auntie just pulled a queasy face and commented on how good-looking Dan was...I guess she does have some good taste! We still had some shopping left to do and as my auntie looked round JJB's...lets not even go there...I rang my friends and my brother to tell them how cool it looked. Unfortunately, I forgot that I had just had a needle shoved through my left ear and pressed my phone against it...after the initial "eeek", I swapped phone ears and held my left ear, feeling sorry for myself.
It was so awkward to listen to my headphones with the ring in, so when it healed I swapped the ring over for a bar...that was not fun at all.... it was very awkward and painful. It fell out due to some curious fingers of mine not long after and that was a painful job and a half to get it back on. I bought a pretty pink cone to go in place of the boring silver ball but occasionally it irritates me so I swap it over. It was easy enough to clean and it healed quickly but it does get sore now and again. Maybe it's one you need to think about before getting it done but I guess the reason it hurts sometimes is 'cause I touch...naughty Emma...It's still slightly awkward with headphones...but pain is beauty and I think it's bloody gorgeous!
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