Hmm. What to do, what to do. There are so many factors.
So here’s the thing. For about a year and a half (since the middle of 8th grade), I have wanted something. To modify my impeccable face in some way. And after seeing a few chicks at my school with these modifications, I was SURE I wanted it for myself. I want to get a nose piercing. BAM! There it is. It’s simple. But there are so many things I must decide on before getting my nose pierced. I’ve decided on the following:
-I do NOT want a septum piercing. Those are the fugliest things on planet Earth. Now, they aren’t bad for everyone. There are a handful of individuals who can rock that thing. But no, I am not one of those people.
-I do not want a ring of any kind. Maybe some day in the future I’ll try an uber-thin one, but not for a long while. I’m going to go with a stud. Of some kind.
And that’s really all I’ve decided on. I still need to figure out:
-What kind of stud to get (silver ball thing, jewel, etc.).
-Which side of my face to get it on.
-Where to go to get it done.
-When to get it done.
My best friend Krystine and I both want to get nose piercings. We are most likely going to get it in around two months. We both turn 16 in January 2012 (Aww yeah, buddy!) so we’re thinking then. We both possibly want a jeweled one. I’m not sure about her, but I think I’m going to go with just a fake diamond looking jewel. Or maybe dark green.
Krystine wants hers on her right side so I figured I’ll maybe get my left. Plus, I’ve read a lot about which side to pierce it and I think that’s what I’m going with. Apparently girls in Northern India pierce the left side of their nose right before getting married (though the same happens in Southern India but they pierce the right side). Getting a nose piercing on the left side has it’s benefits if you believe in Ayurvedic medicine, too! According to Ayurveda, when the nose is pierced, it helps in reducing the pain during childbirth and may have some positive effects on conditions like endometriosis. Oh, what fun!
Now, I have to figure out where to go to get the piercing done. I want to go to a reputable place. I really do not want to endure Claire’s piercing services again. It’s not that they did a horrible job, but the girl seemed kind of clueless when I got my ears pierced. Then again, I was only 4 years old. In the state of Washington, piercing parlors are not legally required to sterilize or replace any equipment after any use. This scares me.
I was nervous before to tell my mom I wanted a nose piercing. I’ll admit that I started to bring it up but I soon regretted this. She was too quick and noticed, so my mother kept prying until I told her. She said it was totally fine with her. Yay, VICTORY! She wanted to make appointment for me, but I said I wanted to wait until January. Mostly so Krystine and I can get ours together but also, I want two months to think about if that’s really what I want to do.
It made me just a wee bit sad when my mom was totally down for the piercing. I had prepared reasons why she should let me.
-Shows my individuality (*GAG*).
-Looks purdy (this means “pretty” if you’re not familiar with that ridiculous way of incorrectly spelling it).
-If I didn’t like it, I could just take the stud out and let it close up.
I’ll admit, I didn’t spend much time formulating these. But I thought it’d get the job done. Maybe. But not really.
All in all, I’m glad she was totally fine with me getting it. That’s one parent down, one to go. Convincing my dad is going to be a tough one. This is the man that helped buy me a 1970 Dodge Challenger. The man that made me ride on the back of his motorcycle all the time. The man that actually took me to get my ears pierced at 4 years old without my mother’s consent. If you looked at these, you might be thinking, “Well, it’s OBVIOUS he’d be behind this whole nose-piercing business!” You’d be wrong, my friend. This is also the man that didn’t let me ride my bike around the neighborhood until about 4 years ago. The man that won’t let me go to the mall with my friends because a parent won’t be there. The man that doesn’t let me walk to Starbuck’s by myself even TODAY. Surely, he’d be pissed if I showed up at his house with a piece of metal through my nose. My mother thinks I should just not tell him because I don’t really have to anyways. It’s my body, and not even a big deal. She put it this way: If you got a new haircut, would you alert everyone you know about it before doing it? Probably not. Because it has nothing to do with them, what you choose to do to yourself. They’ll find out soon enough. Some people may like it, others might not. But who cares? It’s for you, not anyone else.
This is true. But I don’t really want to hide this from my dad. He’ll just be more upset that I didn’t tell him. Jesus, it’s so complicated. Just to get a damn jewel on my nose.
Nobody can tell me different. I AM getting this piercing. The question is when to tell my dad – before or after….
These are the questions that taunt me.