Spontaneity
So today I was in this overly spontaneous mood. This happens to be once in a while. I get this feeling like I want to go do something "crazy" just to do it. Well for about a month now I've been wanting to get my nose pierced. And so today I did it. Maybe it's not really being spontaneous if I've been thinking about it for a month...but I felt like I was being impulsive. So I found a place that seemed good and just went. Tiffany was going to come with me, but she got like no sleep last night and fell asleep. I decided not to wake her up but just go by myself. I've been learning to not rely on other people lately anyway, so I was feeling all, "I can do this on my own. Who needs anyone to help me!" Well, I ended up getting lost getting to this place...thank you very much google maps... and when I got there, there were some pretty scary looking people hanging out outside. So I parked in front of the Cingular wireless store and almost chickened out. Then I decided that I would be totally retarded to drive all the way here and not get it done. Boosting up my inner courage, I drove back to the tattoo place and went inside. It wasn't so scary looking once you were there. And the guy that was the least intimidating was the one doing my piercing which made me feel good too. Plus I saw the sterilization that they use and it looked a lot like what we use at the dentist office. So Gabe took me back to this little room with a little chair in it and some mirrors. I will admit, it looked a little bit like a torture room or something...but I was committed so I wasn't going to back out now. I picked out a little stud with a pink stone in it...very bad ass I know...and sat down. A couple of scary looking guys came into the room, and for a second I thought they were going to watch, but they soon left. So I sat there while Gabe got everything ready. Then I was like, "umm...ok I'm not going to watch you do this." He laughed and said that I didn't have to, I could close my eyes. Believe me, I wasn't about to watch this. So I closed my eyes, and he clamped this thing on my nose to pull the nostril out more. They I felt a little bit of pressure and he said, "Ok, now I just have to out the jewelry in." I couldn't believe that that was it. It didn't even hurt. And apparently your eye is suppose to let one tear drop, but mine didn't. Must mean I am extra tough or something! hehe...ok maybe not. It bled some, but it seriously wasn't bad at all. I think that getting my cartilage pierced hurt much worse. So there you go. My dad wasn't too pleased with it, mostly because he doesn't like nose rings. But Michael was all surprised. We had talked about the fact that I should do it, but I didn't tell him I was going to. He thinks it's really cute so there you go. Apparently I am easily entertained, but I was pretty excited. Now I can be all tough with my pink nose ring...or ahhh something!