Today something new happened to this ordinary teenager. *coughPerhapsNotTooOrdinaryButStillcough* This morning, lured in by the promise to wisit a bookstore, she happily followed her mother and younger sister in the buss. All three of them went to the shopping center, and suddenly, they drugged her and dragged her into this shady-looking store in a dark corner of the center. She woke up to the high sounds, reminding her of gun shots. Pang pang! Twice. An ecridible pain hit her and she nearly collapsed. Now there were two, neat round holes in her ears...

Okay, partly not true - BUT THE OTHER PART THAT IS TRUE IS TRUE, I SWEAR! Err, okay, I kinda went there by my own will. And it didn't hurt as much as I'd feared. And no drugs. But still! So wierd. I have feared this so much, and suddenly, by impulse, I just go "yeah, okay, if you pay..." ? So there I go, now there's these wierd fiendly fragments stuck in my ear and I'm not really sure how to feel about it...

Lol, it's not for nothing I'm teenager it seems. Drama all over xD Oh well, I guess it's no big deal. Just before they blew my ears, they did it to this little girl with long blonde hair at the age of... 10? And she just smiled and picked three pairs of earrings that her mother ABSOLOUTELY had to give her afterwards. (...) I'm such a chicken, really. Anything involving pain and holes in the skin is out of question. Everyone who got their ears pieced years ago: Cheers. You're cool.

That was all I had to say! See you next time, another exciting event in my life accours...