Been busy this weekend.
Went out with Samantha last night. She called me at 8, picked me up at 11 and we were just about to get on the highway when her brother called her asking her to come by Tattoos by Lou. He was getting his nipple pierced and needed her there (I don't think he's 18 quite yet.) Considering Tattoos by Lou is right by my house, we took the 3 minute journey there and arrived in time to be greeted by him, his friend and a girl that I went to high school with (who is exceptionally hot.)
After verifying that he was indeed able to get the piercing, he took a seat...and...well, he got it. I've never seen someone get pierced before, but it seemed to live up to everything that I thought it would be. It was at this point that I started thinking "If I'm here, I may as well just go for the gold." While the piercer (who I also went to high school with and was actually hanging out with the exceptionally hot girl) was cleaning up, Samantha gave me this look of utter determination and announced that she was going to get her nose pierced. Considering that I'd been thinking about getting my labret done for quite awhile, and that I was in one of the best tattoo parlors I know to exist, I decided that I too would face the needle and stick some metal in my face.
Fifteen minutes and a quarter of a pint of blood later, she was all pierced and happy and I was up. The anticipation was killing me, but there was something about the fact that just a few hours earlier I'd been watching MST3k thinking that I wasn't going to be doing a damn thing tonight that made me feel like this was something that I had to do.
It didn't hurt, not really. Slight pinch, but nothing that I don't feel everytime I go to give blood. Still feels a bit intrusive, but I suppose that's something that I'll get used to.
Anyway, after a little bit of small talk and some time to get over the dissappointment of not being able to kiss anyone for two weeks (sorry ladies, you'll have to be patient I suppose) we headed to the club. We got there at about 1 or so and were greeted, quite enthusiastically, by our friend Giselle who I later found out practically owns the place. She got us in for free and got free drinks all night.
I don't know if it was when I was getting complimented on my labret by the model, or when I met the ridiculously hot twins who happened to be close friends of my friend Alex Michael, but at some point in the night I realized that I was over her. Being with Samantha wasn't something that I would pass up, but it wasn't something that I was going to wax poetically about anymore.
I think that out of everything that happened that night, from the impromptu piercing to the last second decision to go clubbing, even to the compliments, that was both the most satisfying and unexpected event of the evening.
School is tomorrow, got both a haircut and a new hat and I'm looking forward to getting to know a lot of new people.
Oh, and pictures coming soon. My haircut is a bit short, so either expect the new hat, the one that I took last night, or something without my hizzair in it.
Ha, I said hizzair. Fo' rizzle.
Went out with Samantha last night. She called me at 8, picked me up at 11 and we were just about to get on the highway when her brother called her asking her to come by Tattoos by Lou. He was getting his nipple pierced and needed her there (I don't think he's 18 quite yet.) Considering Tattoos by Lou is right by my house, we took the 3 minute journey there and arrived in time to be greeted by him, his friend and a girl that I went to high school with (who is exceptionally hot.)
After verifying that he was indeed able to get the piercing, he took a seat...and...well, he got it. I've never seen someone get pierced before, but it seemed to live up to everything that I thought it would be. It was at this point that I started thinking "If I'm here, I may as well just go for the gold." While the piercer (who I also went to high school with and was actually hanging out with the exceptionally hot girl) was cleaning up, Samantha gave me this look of utter determination and announced that she was going to get her nose pierced. Considering that I'd been thinking about getting my labret done for quite awhile, and that I was in one of the best tattoo parlors I know to exist, I decided that I too would face the needle and stick some metal in my face.
Fifteen minutes and a quarter of a pint of blood later, she was all pierced and happy and I was up. The anticipation was killing me, but there was something about the fact that just a few hours earlier I'd been watching MST3k thinking that I wasn't going to be doing a damn thing tonight that made me feel like this was something that I had to do.
It didn't hurt, not really. Slight pinch, but nothing that I don't feel everytime I go to give blood. Still feels a bit intrusive, but I suppose that's something that I'll get used to.
Anyway, after a little bit of small talk and some time to get over the dissappointment of not being able to kiss anyone for two weeks (sorry ladies, you'll have to be patient I suppose) we headed to the club. We got there at about 1 or so and were greeted, quite enthusiastically, by our friend Giselle who I later found out practically owns the place. She got us in for free and got free drinks all night.
I don't know if it was when I was getting complimented on my labret by the model, or when I met the ridiculously hot twins who happened to be close friends of my friend Alex Michael, but at some point in the night I realized that I was over her. Being with Samantha wasn't something that I would pass up, but it wasn't something that I was going to wax poetically about anymore.
I think that out of everything that happened that night, from the impromptu piercing to the last second decision to go clubbing, even to the compliments, that was both the most satisfying and unexpected event of the evening.
School is tomorrow, got both a haircut and a new hat and I'm looking forward to getting to know a lot of new people.
Oh, and pictures coming soon. My haircut is a bit short, so either expect the new hat, the one that I took last night, or something without my hizzair in it.
Ha, I said hizzair. Fo' rizzle.
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The piercing thing rocks. I did my labret on a total whim. Well, sorta. Wanted it for a long time but never planed on getting it done on a Saturday afternoon whilst doing laundry. It's more fun that way. Heh, drove my parents nuts!
Glad to hear things are going well. That's always a good thing. School will be good times I'm sure. I can't talk much. I finished it so damn fast just cause I hated it. I hope you have fun though!
What kinda hat?