It was a cold December 3 when I got up that morning. I have always wanted a piercing that I could leave in for as long as I wanted, but I couldn't. My parents made me unhappy. My mom had a couple piercings so I figured she would be easy to crack. She was a stone-cold ogre. She wanted a toe ring welded on her toe so I thought a piercing that could be taken out would be no problem. But it was a big one. Professional piercing would have to wait until I was 16, or I could take matters into my own hands. Being the stubborn jackass I am, that was the only choice.
At A Glance Author Static-Anonymity Contact Static-Anonymity@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Myself Studio My bedroom. Location My house. Before this experience I have pierced myself numerous times. I did my ears, eyebrow, and lip. I also did my belly button. It stayed in for about 10 days before I thought it looked stupid and took it out. I also did my frenum which looked so pretty but it was crooked. I tried to love it and take it as it was, but I couldn't, it just looked so out of place. I heard that there was retainers that you could put in your septum piercing that you could flip up and hide from everyone. That got me excited. I have tried my septum before but I was stupid and put it in a stupid place, right below the cartilage in the middle. So that hurt like hell for the 30 minutes it was it. Finally I learned the right place to put it. So that night was the night it was going to happen. I did not regret that decision.
I sat in my room and it was 10:00 at night. Everyone else was sleeping, how pathetic. I put in Grease to help calm me down. I sterilized everything. I had a circular barbell that I was going to use. I laid on my stomach and looked into a mirror I had set up. I took the needle in my gloved hand and found the sweet spot in my nose. I found it and pressed against it. I sneezed instantly. So I realized I would have to do this quick. I put it gently on the sweet spot and took a deep breathe. And then bang, I pushed. It went through clean and hit the other side of my nose. Stupid me for not using a cork-type thing. I felt happy and relieved. I decided to leave the needle in there for a bit and then quickly put in the ring.
I waited for one hour exactly. Then I was time. I got the ring ready. I quickly pulled out the needle and tried to insert the ring but it was too big. So I panicked. I got an 18g straight barbell and quickly inserted it in with some pain and frustration. It worked. I felt relieved again, but the barbell would hide itself. So I knew I would have to go in again. I waited and lubed it up with Polysporin and pulled down on the bar to stretch it. I waited 45 minutes to do it again. I did the same thing. Except this time I felt threaded metal on the other side. I was so happy. I cleaned myself up and flipped it up.
The 4 weeks after that were easy. I cleaned it and it was acting fine. Then all of a sudden out of nowhere my sister says she sees metal up my nose. I pretended like she was on crack. But then when she wasn't looking I took it out and showed her. Se got confused and walked away. Then I tried to re-insert it but the hole closed up. I was so pissed off and wanted to curl up and die. For the next 2 weeks I felt empty inside, I felt naked without a piece of metal through my body. It was a nasty feeling I wanted to shoo away. I asked my mom for a piercing for the billionth time and this time she wasn't a complete bone head. She said if you pull up your average by 4% she would take me for a piercing.
When report cards came around, I looked at mine and was super happy. For I had went from a 90% to a 96%. I showed my mom as soon as she got home from work. Then she shut me down and gave me $20.00. I was sad.
That is the sad story of my tragic life. You are thinking, "Awe, that poor boy." You want to come up and give me a hug for all my troubles. I know, you think I must be the saddest kid ever, but not any more.
I am getting it professionally done tomorrow.