Today is Piercing Day. As I’ve cited in a former article, after my primary lip piercing I decisive to get another (in the style of Disturbed’s front man Dave Draiman)
I now have the numbing cream on (because I don’t like pain that much) – plus I have a whole heap of tape covering the patch over the cream, so much that I can’t even have a drink. Dad (my piercer) put the patch on completely wrong, so the tape is there to make sure that it is sealed properly. Otherwise there’d be no point in the cream being there.
I have to stay like this for like a whole hour, probably a tad longer knowing Dad. I’m the basi to confess that I’m a little nervous when it comes to needles, it’s just a slight phobia. Chances are Dad will leave the cream on for a little longer than usual.
I am a tad nervous; accordingly I’m writing this to undertake to distract myself. If I finish this I’ll probably get started writing another article or two to kill the time. Hopefully it will keep me out of trouble for awhile. Plus, locking myself up in my room means I don’t have to watch Dad prep the needle and other prep for the task at hand.
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The deed is done. My lip now has it is second piercing. Talk when it comes to an adrenaline rush!
Dad just came in and said it was time – I frankly didn’t think the hour had even passed. But I went in anyway, affrighted as hell all the way. It injure more than my primary lip piercing. Well, more than what I remembered… It looks kind of funny. I got the initial one in, a short labret, and now there’s this huge huge labret sitting next to it. It looks exceedingly weird. I can’t wait till I may like swap it over to a shorter labret, or even put in rings. Least that way it will look even…
I got the greatest rush from it though, it was cool. I’ve never passed out from a deafening yet *touch wood* I don’t see how persons do. A friend of mine came over once to get a piercing done awhile back, he’s an adrenaline junkie like me. We employed to go to the theme parks and go on all the super fast rides just for a rush. There’s one at Dreamworld that you sit on, and ride up to like 38 story’s (sort of like an elevator) then you freefall to the bottom – exceedingly fun stuff .
Anyway, after his piercing he actually fainted. The rush was just too much for him. We have done a heap of stuff ten times more terrifying then a piercing, and that’s the one he decides is too much. What the?!?!
And he’s supposed to be the big manly man…
