Saturday night I proved to myself and my ears that I do not love them. Yes, at the ripe old age of 22, I got my ears pierced for the first time. It's really rather embarrassing and I thought about skipping posting about it all together but I decided to lay myself bare on this one. So yes, I finally did do it, to all my friends who have heard me saying that I'm going to do it for the past I don't know how long.
My parents gave me a kit for Christmas that you take into Wal-Mart and they will then piece your ears for you. Caitlyn said she wanted to come so she went with me Sat. night. We both forgot our cameras so I'm sorry there are no pic. from the process.
Now, to all you who haven't had your ears pierced. I'm very glad I did it but if anyone tells you that it doesn't hurt, don't believe them. It does hurt. I mean not terribly bad or anything, but it's not like it's a little pinch and then it goes away. This is what I thought. Duh, Christine Nicole! You now have a hole in your flesh it's not going to stop hurting just like that :). Okay, so enough of that. My ears are doing fine and they're dealing with their bitterness as I type. I think they'll forgive me since I've made them prettier.
(You know I am so weird sometimes! I really don't know where it comes from.)