I had my nose pierced at Beauty Spot in the indoor market by an American bloke who's arms were thicker than my head.
He asked me if I wanted the gun or the needle, turns out needle is more precise but takes long! I didn't care how long it took really. Next thing I knew, I was on the chair, clamped up having a big stick pushed through my nostril. It didn't hurt but looked hilarious. My eyes didn't water either! I had the needle there for a while as he fiddled with the stud, pushed it through, screwed it up and hey presto. It bled for ages and hurt abit afterwards but otherwise no problems! I think my mum actually quite likes it and my grandma said it was 'very cool'.
I'll tell you what's very cool, moving out! My new room is bigger than the lounge in my family home! Nice.
Other than that, nothing.
And, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
So, so, so stressed that I feel violent and upset all the time. What makes it worse is that I know I'm wasting my time even caring.