Holesssss

Challenge for November 2nd

Holes

 Do you have any piercings? Where?  Do any of your piercings have significant meaning?
If you don’t believe in piercing, why not?

Ha, I laugh when I think about this.  I have my belly button pierced.  Got it when I was 15, maybe 16 years old.  I was at an all day, two day concert/festival, wasted of course.  It was in a huge tent in the parking lot of Fed Ex Field, where the Redskins play in Washington D.C.  I had been drinking and smoking all morning, this was the middle of the day.  I knew before I went that I was getting my belly button pierced, I wanted it so bad.  My girlfriend was getting her’s done too.  When I was filling out the paper before hand, when I got to date of birth I stopped knowing I wasn’t old enough and the lady behind the table said just put… I can’t even remember what year she said but she said some year that makes me old enough.  Next thing I know I was laying down on a table with a pincher pinching me.  It happend so fast I didn’t even have time to get nervous.  When it was all said and done I sat up, the shoved a lolly pop in my mouth and walked me out of the tent.  As soon as the sun hit me and I saw the shuffle of people around me, I got dizzy and turned pale.  Everyone around me was screaming my name, shacking me.  I was seeing spots, everything was twirling around me.  I sudenly felt like a fish out of water, dying of thirst.  I grabbed some guys bottle and threw it over my head, then I hit the ground.  I even think I might’ve been shacking.  Security in yellow shirt surounded me asking my friends if I’d taken any pills.  They new I hadn’t.  They started fanning me and slowly I came to my senses.  The dizzyness slowly stopped.  I sat on the ground for a while and finally got the energy to stand.  And continued on my smoking ways.

Crazy.  My,  how times have changed…. This was a way for me to rebel, I think.  Or I think I just wanted it because it was a sign of independence, like I can do whatever I want.

Later that day, when my asshole  boyfriend saw that I got my belly button pierced, he pushed me right in the stomach and I almost hit the ground in pain.  What a jerk.  He told me not to do it. 

A few years later, 2 or 3, when I was a cheerleader in high school we got a new coach that made us take piercings out during practice.  Before we could just cover them with tape.  My hole closed so fast that I was re-piercing it almost every day.  It got infected and SO painful until one day after practice, it just wouldn’t budge.  The hole was closed and I let it heal.  There was a tiny scar there that bothered me so I got it re-pierced by a friend that worked at a tattoo shop.  I don’t know why.  I think I missed it. 

I still have it.