The one with my fear factor experience
Its 8:27am in Dubai now and it really bores me out as there’s nothing much to do. My batchmates did suggest that I try the Safari Tour kind of thing as everyone has been raving abt it. Unfortunately, I wasn’t very well… having bad sore throat and maybe a slight fever… I really hate being sick.
Recently, I decided to do something silly to myself, something different, something interesting, and something to change my image alittle. What can I do, I was thinking for a while… Maybe I should try something more edgy I thought. I always wanted to get a tattoo but I don’t know what kind of design and where I should put it and therefore, after several agonizing minutes of brainstorming, I decided to scrap the idea and move on to something else.
Then another option immerged… Maybe I should pierce again. But where? So another few distressing seconds of brewing, I decided to pierce my nipple… (Ouch!)
So one regular Sunday morning, a friend of mine, Daryl, decided to make a trip down to Far East Plaza to do it… I was feeling jittery throughout the journey wondering if I have made a stupid decision. But what kept flashing in my mind was whether the whole process was painful and long.
At last, we reached our destination and soon I found myself searching for the lucky man to do the deed. I knew that it wouldn’t come cheap and that it would usually occur inside a tattoo parlor. So I popped into the first parlor I saw and proposed my idea, but he turned me down, hence I decided to try the next one a couple of shops away. This time, their excuse of not doing it was because their “piercer man” is not ard. I thot maybe this is not meant to be. Not willing to give up, I tried one last parlor and to my surprise, the owner asked me to come back 20mins later as the “piercer man” needs to prepare his “tools”. I was so excited and paid $65 for it immediately. I eagerly anticipate the moment to arrival.
20mins later, its time…
The piercer then started to converse with me to ease the tension and while I told him my fears of injections and pain… he assured me he will be “gentle”. I decided not to see the whole process fearing that I might jerk accidentally and there goes my left nipple… Imagine that, the one nipple gay guy… how unsexy is that!
I don’t really know what happened but he used something to pin my nipple outward and with one deep breath…… ARGH!!!! OMG!!! The pain was excruciating yet I refuse to give up as the process wasn’t finished yet. He asked for another deep breathe and…… ARGH!!! What the fuck was that!!!
Done!! He said.
For the next 6 weeks… there would be no swimming, no seafood, no exercising, nothing of that sort… But Damn!!! It looked SEXY MAN!!! Hahaha….
sign out.
Recently, I decided to do something silly to myself, something different, something interesting, and something to change my image alittle. What can I do, I was thinking for a while… Maybe I should try something more edgy I thought. I always wanted to get a tattoo but I don’t know what kind of design and where I should put it and therefore, after several agonizing minutes of brainstorming, I decided to scrap the idea and move on to something else.
Then another option immerged… Maybe I should pierce again. But where? So another few distressing seconds of brewing, I decided to pierce my nipple… (Ouch!)
So one regular Sunday morning, a friend of mine, Daryl, decided to make a trip down to Far East Plaza to do it… I was feeling jittery throughout the journey wondering if I have made a stupid decision. But what kept flashing in my mind was whether the whole process was painful and long.
At last, we reached our destination and soon I found myself searching for the lucky man to do the deed. I knew that it wouldn’t come cheap and that it would usually occur inside a tattoo parlor. So I popped into the first parlor I saw and proposed my idea, but he turned me down, hence I decided to try the next one a couple of shops away. This time, their excuse of not doing it was because their “piercer man” is not ard. I thot maybe this is not meant to be. Not willing to give up, I tried one last parlor and to my surprise, the owner asked me to come back 20mins later as the “piercer man” needs to prepare his “tools”. I was so excited and paid $65 for it immediately. I eagerly anticipate the moment to arrival.
20mins later, its time…
The piercer then started to converse with me to ease the tension and while I told him my fears of injections and pain… he assured me he will be “gentle”. I decided not to see the whole process fearing that I might jerk accidentally and there goes my left nipple… Imagine that, the one nipple gay guy… how unsexy is that!
I don’t really know what happened but he used something to pin my nipple outward and with one deep breath…… ARGH!!!! OMG!!! The pain was excruciating yet I refuse to give up as the process wasn’t finished yet. He asked for another deep breathe and…… ARGH!!! What the fuck was that!!!
Done!! He said.
For the next 6 weeks… there would be no swimming, no seafood, no exercising, nothing of that sort… But Damn!!! It looked SEXY MAN!!! Hahaha….
sign out.
posted by Jon @ 11:19 PM
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