Blog entry#15: THE BATTLE HAS BEEN WON!
I HAVE WON THE BATTLE!
Let me tell you a short story. Have a seat, have a seat~
It was 2am and there I was, trying desperately to catch up on the latest episodes of Fairy Tail(shut up, I was having my own marathon). I was getting tired, so I said, "Ffff after this episode I'm going to bed."
BUT IT WASN'T MEAN TO BE, BECAUSE...
My fingers decided they were going to take the stud out of my nose--for whatever reason! IT WASN'T OF MY WILL! So there I was, in the bathroom trying to see the mirror over the counter (I'm effin short) and messing with this blasted piece of metal but it JUST WOULDN'T GO IN! I cried, and I bled and then I ate a sandwhich. And then I probably bled some more...after that. The piercing kept closing up and I couldn't just go to sleep because I was afraid it would be more painful to try again in the morning. Like seriously guys, I probably sound like the biggest pansy here. I've suffered worse and it was probably more frustrating than anything else, but I've never had so much trouble before! Then again, I've never taken that one out...
Ohhhhhh have I learned a valuable lesson here today.
I'll let you know what that is after I get some sleep.
G'night.
Edited by Rainy Daze, 12 April 2012 - 10:20 PM.