At A Glance Author DJKitana Contact DJKitana@hotmail.com When A week ago Artist A nice lady....I didn't get her name though Studio Cassioppia Location 38 W 8th Street in new york city It all started the week before October 4th, 2002. I was really thinking about getting my tongue pierced for a while...but, never really had the guts to do it. I asked one of my Resident Assistants in my dorm at my college if she would get one done. It turns out that she wanted one too! So I am thinking, okay. This is cool. For a whole week I looked up from places to get pierced to how to take care of a tongue piercing to how long it would take to heal to experiences. Well, the week came...and I was really looking forward to getting my tongue pierced and in addition to myself about 5 other people were supposed to get theirs done from October 4th to October 7th 2002. Well, the Resident Assistant didn't get hers done. 2 Other people just backed out because they didn't have the time and the other 2 were chicken. PLUS not to mention the other 2 people that were supposed to come with me for moral support backed out by telling me some fake lie instead of just telling me the truth. Friday October 4th came. I was nervous and scared. I won't lie about that.
First, I went to Cassioppia to ask them how much it was for the piercing, and if I could pay for it ahead of time. It was $20.00 for the piercing itself and $20.00 for the barbell. So, I paid for the piercing ahead of time and then I went on my merry way home to drop off some things to my mother and I asked her about what she would think about tongue piercings and she replied: "Wait till I am in the ground (dead) to do that." So, I called up my first "friend" that was supposed to come with me...she tells me that she cant come because she wanted to do this particular thing or the other. My second "friend" stated that she does not like to visit this particular part of the city because she doesn't like it there.
So, I was like...okay, scared as shit and I went. I proceeded 2 take the "J" train in Brooklyn to Broadway Junction Catching the "A" train taking it to West 4th street. Okay. As I stepped off of the Train, I was really shit scared. But, I eventually calmed myself down. I walked to the place, and as I was standing in the shop, there were about 8 people in there and I was having like this bad panic attack. The cashier moved the other people out of the way, I presented my receipt as proof that I paid for my piercing earlier and I was ready to receive my tip sheet on how-to-care for my tongue piercing. My heart was beating like nuts. I purchased my Gly-Oxide and then, the Lady told me to come upstairs. I was nervous as heck, but something happened once I got up there. I stopped sweating and I wasn't nervous. I asked my piercer not to show me the needle. so, she didn't. Next, She asked me to rinse my mouth out with the mouthwash and it did taste good. I did feel tingly numbing af ter I spit it out. Then, she took a wooden stick thingy and with some special dye, marked the entry and exits of my tongue piercing. I looked and it was in a perfect spot. I shook my head yes and she thought that when I was sticking my tongue Out that I was nervous. I wasn't. She then figured out that my tongue was REALLY short and that I couldn't stick it out but so far. So, she told me to close my eyes...I was turning as cold as a graveyard tombstone. I felt a pinch (now, coming from me....I hate pain with a passion!) and the needle felt so good sliding in after the pinch, especially the barbell!! It felt so good I almost fell asleep. Then she screwed the barbell on and asked me to rinse my mouth out with mouth wash again. By the 2nd day, I was eating normally. I was waiting for the pain. I didn't get any pain. I guess I was one of the lucky ones. But, my friends noticed the drooling the 3rd and 4th days. I enjoyed it so much that I think I was really relaxed because when I walked down the spiral stairs; I fell down (that is not funny!) Aft er that, I went to HMV to buy a few cd's and I guess all of the excitement and nervousness got to me because I fainted! (It's not that funny though!)
But, It will be exactly one week this Friday at 6:15pm that I received my tongue piercing and I am happy to say that I am the first out of a group of college girls that were "supposed" to come with me and do it...to start the revolution. I love it and when I play with it during my classes, my teachers are giving me these weird looks like they are going to puke....its great!!!!!!! if you are thinking about getting one....do it! Do it while it is in your head because...it will pound your head until you finally go out and get one! Pikachu!