Let's rewind to before May 2, 2007, the day of the piercing.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When Six months ago Artist Blake T. Studio The Hole Look Location Anchorage, Alaska So I really wanted a piercing, and I'd looked through hundreds of pictures trying to find one that would suit me and my lifestyle. My life consists of sports all year long, volleyball in the fall, cheerleading in the spring. Half my school, which isn't very big, has their nose or belly button pierced. But the girls' noses get infected with taking the studs in and out. Plus, I like centered piercings. I don't have the little porn style body nor do I like having only one side of my nostril pierced. So I needed to find something different. The septum piercing seemed to be different, and it wasn't me at all. But the closer it came to my 15th birthday, the more I was sure what I wanted. I didn't think my parents would let me, but there rules were no tounges no bellybuttons. Septums can be hidden for my sports and leave no visible scar. I told them what I wanted, and finally it grew on them. My family loaded up and took a 6 hour drive to Anchorage, where The Hole Look is located.
Now it is May 2, 2007. My father and I walked into the shop, one of the cleanest shops in Alaska...the girl working was super nice and so was Blake, which later on became the piercer. I told him what I wanted, and he told me he had only done about 10 septum piercings before me...and that the best piercer would be back tomorrow. Well, I only had right then...because my family would be driving back to Valdez. I thought 10 was enough, and he seemed totally nice...so I agreeded to go on with the piercing.
The girl at the counter and Blake talked in piercing code to eachother about diameters and gauges. I understood the gauges, and picked 14. I didn't want anything gody, because my nose is pretty small.
Blake, my father, and I walked to the backroom. I sat on what looked like the average table at a doctors office. There Blake changed his gloves and got everything ready. He cleaned my nose, and explained a lot. I was getting nervous, so I was super sarcastic. It made both of us more comfortable.
He told me he wouldn't be using clamps, and that septums are a hard piercing because you have 360 degrees, and you have to find the right spot...and get it straight.
He went in to pierce, and I said hold on. I needed a moment. He told me I could come back when I was ready, but I had to get it done. I had told my friends and family I was getting it...so I was in to deep.
I took a breath, and he pierced it, I got light headed and almost passed out. It didn't hurt, so I laid down. By this time Blake had changed his gloves like 6 times, and had got me a wet paper towel.
My dad laughed and said there was no crunch, and he expected me to scream. Blake put the jewerly in, which was the most painful part. But it wasn't anything horrific. I scrunched my leg up, and grabbed the table. It took him two tries to get it in, I'm an unlucky person I guess.
He gave me a weird look, it wasn't straight...the piercing I mean. I looked in the mirror, and from straight on it looked fine. But when I tilted back my head, you can tell its farther back on one side. No biggie to me, but he was disappointed and gave me a refund. I was fine with that, cause it really wasn't that bad looking! He told me I was the youngest person to get my septum pierced at the shop. Well wasn't I just cool. Haha.
I got to school, and everyone was talking. The freshmen with the septum piercing, Bobbi. And everyone was like what! Cause I was the cute volleyball/cheerleader, not some avatar loving goth. It looked cute, and it quickly grew on everyone. Everyone jokes about me being the first cheerleader with a septum piercing.
Its now almost 8 months later, and I love my piercing almost as much as I used to. Since then I've got my tounge, my parents gave in. My nose healed fine, and I barely cleaned it. So I guess I'm lucky. I can hide it without ever having to take it out. I plan on getting another piercing, and taking out my nose. It was cool for a while, but now I want something different. Maybe my lip, but I'm not ready to commit to a scar.
I get my belly button done in April for my 16th birthday, cause I've lost the weight. My sister and I are getting out necks done when I turn 18. I love a lot of piercings, but lovin' something and having it look good...are two different things. Maybe by April I'll have figured out a different facial piercing that will look good.