Pierced ears
ATTENTION EVERYBODY I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE:
TODAY. I. PIERCED. MY...
no. not nose.
nor eyebrow.
nor tongue.
nor navel.
but...my...
EARS!
imagine that! jaclyn! of the virgin ears society!
*collective gasps*
haha. and now, i shall relate my ear-piercing adventure to all of you today!
after cell group early in the morning, becky, lina, angeline, daryl, dicky, derek, eugene, marcus and i went to tampines mall to loiter and generally add to the chaos and confusion there.
fast forward to lunch.
becky: eh you haven tell me what you want for your birthday yet!
(my birthday is 23 may. ... waddya mean you didnt know?! dont you knwo its the national day of all national days?! ok, i'm digressing.)
me: let me think about it.
becky: ooh! how about piercing your ears? i pay for your ears. how about june?
me: ok lor.
( i was quite enthusiastic at that time.)
lina: how about piercing today lah? over there is 77th street.
becky: ok set! after lunch we go there pierce!
me: huh?! i'm not READY YET!
lina: ready?! what ready?! dont lame lor you.
(note that now i'm getting less and less enthusiastic about piercing and more and more enthusiastic about the idea of not piercing.)
becky: piercing is fun la.
me: oh wow. whee.
then after lunch, they dragged me kicking and screaming over to 77th street after telling eugene that he was free to watch my great piercing event, which he declined by saying something about waiting for marcus.
becky then marched over to the salesperson and told her that i wanted to pierce (ME?!) and soon i found myself in the white-but-not-so-white chair.
god, i wonder what happened to the colour. maybe people pee in the chair from being too afraid.
becky: she wants to pierce her ears.
salesperon: ok, sit in the chair.
me: what chair?
lina: there! there!
me: in front of everybody?! not in room meh?!
(the chair was situated right at the counter which had an open view of the world outside the store, free for anybody who wanted to gawk. oh, boy.)
anyway, i sat myself in the chair and braced for impact upon my fragile delicate ears.
i think the salesperson thought i was going to break the chair when she told me to get up.
probably she wanted to pull out one of those heavy duty metal chairs reserved for people like me.
instead, she adjusted my seat so that i was higher.
oh great. just what i needed. a better view for those people outside.
she then proceeded to take out a black zebra pen and started advancing towards me with it.
for a moment i thought she was going to poke the marker into my earlobes, using it as the needle, shouting things like, "poke in dammit! poke in!" while jabbing away at my pathetic earlobe.
but alas, my twisted vision didnt come true.
instead she marked crosses on my ears, checking everytime to make sure she didnt mark them lopsided or anything.
well, durh. wouldnt it be weird if i suddenly walked in with lopsided earrings?
after she was satisfied with her handiwork, she poked around in her cupboard of doom until she found her instruments of doom.
namely, the pair of studs, a bottle of ethanol, cotton buds and...the gun.
oooh~ THE gun. sounds so...james bond-dy.
it was this black contraption which the doomstress (doomstress?! what the...) attaches the studs and the back of the studs to it and then she uses it to shoot into the earlobe.
ok anyway.
as she prepared THE gun, the studs and my doom, i noticed becky aiming her camera phone at me. what the...?
and lina and angeline wore those "i feel your pain" looks.
oh wow. the last thing i needed, a video of the procedure to bring back memories.
anyhoo, the doomstress then took the gun and placed my earlobe exactly right in between the stud and the back of it.
as she was fiddling about with the position, i asked her as bravely as i could, "does it always hurt?".
she stepped back for a moment to look at me then she said a flat out no.
*smacks forehead* well, DURH! what did i expect her to say?!
"oh yes, it hurts terribly and it will throb and swell up like an elephant's balls. i've dealt with many customers who ran out of the store screaming in pain and i have no idea why you would want to pierce your fragile and delicate ears anyway, you shithead."
ok, anyway.
the doomstress then prepared to shoot.
she takes aim, eyes the target.
her finger softly on the trigger, making sure to be in her best lara-croft-tomb-raider position which she had spent hours practicing in her bedroom before she took up the shitty job servicing ignorant brats at 77th street.
then.
SHE SHOOTS!
BANG!
ok, not really.
it was more of a stapler sound and a piercing sensation rushed through my earlobe.
plus, my reaction when she did that was so comical that lina and angeline were busy imitating it.
i sat up straight as if someone had poked something up my ass through the chair and i had this shocked face.
how glam.
and she did it again for the second hole and the exact same thing happened.
only thing different was that eugene chose that exact time to walk into the store.
o...k.
after she was done, i scrambled down from the chair and found that i couldnt walk properly.
too shocked, must be.
then she handed me this transparent vial of ethanol and told me to wash the holes everynight for two weeks. whoa, i definitely wouldnt want my holes to turn out like ryans'.
becky then gleefully forked over the cash and pulled me out of the store.
lina: how was it?!
me: someone just stapled my ears.
angeline: pain right?
eugene: eh? i thought someone say dont want to pierce? somemore in the virgin ears society?
becky: you should feel a great sense of achievement now!
me: what?...
whoa. my ears were literally burning and aching after that.
i kept touching them and marcus got kind of grossed out by me. (oh, come on!)
then we headed over to the pool shop where daryl and dicky were and proudly showed them my new ears.
they were...well...shocked.
wait, not really.
but daryl was kind of astounded that i actually had it in me to pierce my ears.
HEY!
then they continued playing pool and somehow, the underaged people (eugene, marcus and me) found ourselves in BK just plain talking crap.
that sums up my big ear-piercing adventure today.
oh yeah, did i ever mention that i've already booked an appointment to pierce a second in my right/left with becky?
hahaha! one is never enough.
(forgive the bad quality. it was really hard for me to take a picture of my own ear from the side.)
TODAY. I. PIERCED. MY...
no. not nose.
nor eyebrow.
nor tongue.
nor navel.
but...my...
EARS!
imagine that! jaclyn! of the virgin ears society!
*collective gasps*
haha. and now, i shall relate my ear-piercing adventure to all of you today!
after cell group early in the morning, becky, lina, angeline, daryl, dicky, derek, eugene, marcus and i went to tampines mall to loiter and generally add to the chaos and confusion there.
fast forward to lunch.
becky: eh you haven tell me what you want for your birthday yet!
(my birthday is 23 may. ... waddya mean you didnt know?! dont you knwo its the national day of all national days?! ok, i'm digressing.)
me: let me think about it.
becky: ooh! how about piercing your ears? i pay for your ears. how about june?
me: ok lor.
( i was quite enthusiastic at that time.)
lina: how about piercing today lah? over there is 77th street.
becky: ok set! after lunch we go there pierce!
me: huh?! i'm not READY YET!
lina: ready?! what ready?! dont lame lor you.
(note that now i'm getting less and less enthusiastic about piercing and more and more enthusiastic about the idea of not piercing.)
becky: piercing is fun la.
me: oh wow. whee.
then after lunch, they dragged me kicking and screaming over to 77th street after telling eugene that he was free to watch my great piercing event, which he declined by saying something about waiting for marcus.
becky then marched over to the salesperson and told her that i wanted to pierce (ME?!) and soon i found myself in the white-but-not-so-white chair.
god, i wonder what happened to the colour. maybe people pee in the chair from being too afraid.
becky: she wants to pierce her ears.
salesperon: ok, sit in the chair.
me: what chair?
lina: there! there!
me: in front of everybody?! not in room meh?!
(the chair was situated right at the counter which had an open view of the world outside the store, free for anybody who wanted to gawk. oh, boy.)
anyway, i sat myself in the chair and braced for impact upon my fragile delicate ears.
i think the salesperson thought i was going to break the chair when she told me to get up.
probably she wanted to pull out one of those heavy duty metal chairs reserved for people like me.
instead, she adjusted my seat so that i was higher.
oh great. just what i needed. a better view for those people outside.
she then proceeded to take out a black zebra pen and started advancing towards me with it.
for a moment i thought she was going to poke the marker into my earlobes, using it as the needle, shouting things like, "poke in dammit! poke in!" while jabbing away at my pathetic earlobe.
but alas, my twisted vision didnt come true.
instead she marked crosses on my ears, checking everytime to make sure she didnt mark them lopsided or anything.
well, durh. wouldnt it be weird if i suddenly walked in with lopsided earrings?
after she was satisfied with her handiwork, she poked around in her cupboard of doom until she found her instruments of doom.
namely, the pair of studs, a bottle of ethanol, cotton buds and...the gun.
oooh~ THE gun. sounds so...james bond-dy.
it was this black contraption which the doomstress (doomstress?! what the...) attaches the studs and the back of the studs to it and then she uses it to shoot into the earlobe.
ok anyway.
as she prepared THE gun, the studs and my doom, i noticed becky aiming her camera phone at me. what the...?
and lina and angeline wore those "i feel your pain" looks.
oh wow. the last thing i needed, a video of the procedure to bring back memories.
anyhoo, the doomstress then took the gun and placed my earlobe exactly right in between the stud and the back of it.
as she was fiddling about with the position, i asked her as bravely as i could, "does it always hurt?".
she stepped back for a moment to look at me then she said a flat out no.
*smacks forehead* well, DURH! what did i expect her to say?!
"oh yes, it hurts terribly and it will throb and swell up like an elephant's balls. i've dealt with many customers who ran out of the store screaming in pain and i have no idea why you would want to pierce your fragile and delicate ears anyway, you shithead."
ok, anyway.
the doomstress then prepared to shoot.
she takes aim, eyes the target.
her finger softly on the trigger, making sure to be in her best lara-croft-tomb-raider position which she had spent hours practicing in her bedroom before she took up the shitty job servicing ignorant brats at 77th street.
then.
SHE SHOOTS!
BANG!
ok, not really.
it was more of a stapler sound and a piercing sensation rushed through my earlobe.
plus, my reaction when she did that was so comical that lina and angeline were busy imitating it.
i sat up straight as if someone had poked something up my ass through the chair and i had this shocked face.
how glam.
and she did it again for the second hole and the exact same thing happened.
only thing different was that eugene chose that exact time to walk into the store.
o...k.
after she was done, i scrambled down from the chair and found that i couldnt walk properly.
too shocked, must be.
then she handed me this transparent vial of ethanol and told me to wash the holes everynight for two weeks. whoa, i definitely wouldnt want my holes to turn out like ryans'.
becky then gleefully forked over the cash and pulled me out of the store.
lina: how was it?!
me: someone just stapled my ears.
angeline: pain right?
eugene: eh? i thought someone say dont want to pierce? somemore in the virgin ears society?
becky: you should feel a great sense of achievement now!
me: what?...
whoa. my ears were literally burning and aching after that.
i kept touching them and marcus got kind of grossed out by me. (oh, come on!)
then we headed over to the pool shop where daryl and dicky were and proudly showed them my new ears.
they were...well...shocked.
wait, not really.
but daryl was kind of astounded that i actually had it in me to pierce my ears.
HEY!
then they continued playing pool and somehow, the underaged people (eugene, marcus and me) found ourselves in BK just plain talking crap.
that sums up my big ear-piercing adventure today.
oh yeah, did i ever mention that i've already booked an appointment to pierce a second in my right/left with becky?
hahaha! one is never enough.
(forgive the bad quality. it was really hard for me to take a picture of my own ear from the side.)
posted by jaclyn at 11:11 PM
5 Comments:
woohoo!
welcome to the pierced club jaclyn! =)
haha. i shall buy you a navel piercing for your birthday. want?
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JACLYN YING PIERCING HER EARS? UNBELIEVABLE. summore piercing another one. i don't think have space leh. (on your delicate earlobes)
hahah!! yes indeed! i pierced my ears!
evonne, you can see them when you come back! =D
eh kwara, navel piercing? that sounds fun! you come with me and pierce also lah!
wah, cannot believe mrs kiam(dunno how 2 spell lah) pierce her ears...
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