Excluding "play-piercing" or sticking needles through me during english class to get a response from the teacher; Most amusing.
At A Glance Author Gloval Contact glovalwn@yahoo.com When A year ago Studio The black Studio, what other! Location Crystal Lake Illinois My tongue was the first piercing I received. I had wanted my tongue pierced sense I was around 12 when my cousin Christian had her's done in the mall. Well, I'm in the beginning of my Sophomore year, enjoying the state's bare minimum curriculum and random schedule changes when I share the desire with my good friend, She thought it was a Great Idea! It was really good to get support from my friends!
Not a single one thought it was a bad idea. They were all extremely
supportive!
Well half way through the year 3rd day of finals I was wreaking havoc in the parking lot with my mazda. Who doesnt love burnt rubber right? I pulled into the coutyard walked into Commons my friend Kevin needed a ride home, so I drove Kevin Home, Bill came along. about 30 minutes later we're back at school Bill and myself are just hanging arround talking; I told him I wanted my tongue pierced but I didn't feel comfortable doing it myself and that I didnt have cash to go to a studio.
A little later my friend Justin gets out of his final and we all get in the car and go for a cruise, along the way I get into an argument with either of them.. Mostly them trying to coax/trick me into piercing my tongue. I told them "I will pierce my tongue! We're go right now!" the first studio we stop at, I walk in the guy behind the desk says... "we can do tongue piercings next week; I'm going to a seminar this weekend.. They'll be 30 bucks.." So I left... Never to return to that studio.
we go up town to the other studio I know of, and visited prior on a few occassions, Real Nice people; Decent building/enviroment.
All three of us walk in, I tell the kid (he looked younger than me!) I wanted my tongue pierced, he gave me a waiver "fill out this waiver and I will photocopy it with your State-ID" I fill out half the waiver and say... I dont have an ID.. he responds "well we cant pierce you dude." I let out a gasp of disapointment, and I ask him if he can waive the waiver and just pierce my tongue. he says No again. then the piercer from the back room walks out "you look like your 22 come on back" everyone is pretty quite, then I look to Bill and Justin... and demand $50 bucks... justin digs into his wallet reluctantly pulls out two twenties and a ten before I give hi ma chance to think about it I grab the cash and walk into the back room.
Alright!
So I sat down in the dentist-chair and he grabs some gloves and a needle in a blue package, barbell and forceps. I hear "I smoked two joints in the morning" on the stereo make a silent laugh and look back to realise my friends didnt come back to watch! Instead I get a homophobic glare of Suspision from the asshole from the register.. I chuckle and look at the piercer. He tells me to stick out my tongue, he looks at it. I tell him I want it center but a little forward. he responds "cool" and then reaches grabs a trash can sets it by me, gets a dental-bib puts it on my shirt then hands me a cup of mouth-wash and tells me to rinse spit.. all the good stuff.
I spit into the trash can I stick out my tongue, he clamped it pretty hard with the forceps, the most surprising sensation of the ordeal. he tells me to take a breath, then asks are you ready. I respond "Poke it!" he pokes it through, I can recall every milimeter of flesh the needle went through, not at all painful but the greatest ackward sensation I have ever felt. The piercer then commands me to grasp the forceps while he preps the barbell, Rather quickly before I can get a concious grasp open the forceps he turns arround in his spinny chair; That Was definately ackward.
I'm holding a set of forceps which encompass a needle driven through my tongue. he grabs the forceps form me and continures to take them off then put the barbell in the end of the needle and pull it through my flesh; or atleast I believe that was the order. It's hard to recall, only part Im unclear of from the entire experience.
I sit in amazement, and realise the hunk of metal in my mouth is HUGE!
he then advices me to go pick up some lysterine and to rinse my mouth with lysterine after everytime I eat or drink anything but water. He pauses a second then tells me to avoid beer and if I must drink to drink hard liquor. I hand him the 50 bucks; He pocketed it,I Tell him to have a good one and walk out. Bill instantly inquires... as to wether or not I pierced my tongue. "DUDE! did you pierce it!" "yea man, lets get out of here" I get into the car both of the mask me if it hurts I tell them it didnt, but it felt very ackward and new; but I liked it! we pull into taco bell I buy every large drinks then I got some buddies houses to show off my new adornment!
I continue to stick my tongue out and eventually snag it on my teeth. Thats when the swelling and pain started.
Overall a good-experience until last week on a road trip from illinois to Texas my barbell fell into the crevices of a Skanky-hotel seat... 2 days later, It heals shut, for the best, the barbell had migrated quite a bit and looked odd.
Great experience, I want to get it repierced but I'm not certain as to when, I think I'll have my nipples done first..
Go out and do it!