The Birth of Top Secret Tuesday (TST)
Top Secret Tuesday was born out a conversation with Jules, Michael, Brett, and Chad. Jules said something, I don’t remember what, and I said “shhhhhhh, that’s top secret, for tuesday” It probably had to do with my pornpopstar name. Top Secret Tuesday was born then and there. My goal is to try and tell my readers something they don’t know about me each Tuesday. Considering how much stuff I just spurt out in random conversations this may get difficult, but I’m going to try it anyways.
The inspiration for telling my readers something they don’t know about me comes from my recent interview with IZEA and a question they asked:
Tell us one thing your blog friends might not know about you.
The answer to that is today’s top secret tuesday bit:
When I get bored, I have a tendency to go and have things pierced.
There’s a story, there’s always a story:
It starts back when I was in the third grade when my mom took us girls (my two sisters and I) to get our ears pierced, now, I have such bad memories of this, they’ve been blocked, that I don’t remember ever asking to get my ears pierced, although, it’s probably something that I did. I do however remember my two sisters being there, my mom, and my grandmother, and a combination of 3 of them having to hold me down while the piercer pierced my ears, all the while, I was kicking and screaming.
Fast forward to about age 13, I wanted a second set of holes in my ears. Mom said I had to wait until I was 16. Fine, whatever, 16 came and went and I didn’t care to get my second holes.
Shortly after high school graduation and something like 2 days before my 19th birthday, I got my belly button pierced.
We now enter college, I’m sitting in geology one day, bored out of my mind, because I already knew what the hell the professor was talking about because I had had geology with an excellent teacher in high school, in my boredom, I get up, walk out, grab a friend, and we go to the mall. I get the second set of holes in my ears.
A year or so goes by, I’m at the mall one weekend, bored out of my mind, I get the cartilage in my left ear pierced.
At age 23, I’m tired of studying for finals, the piercing parlor I go to is a short drive from the university and people getting their nipples pierced in the window are getting fined for indecent exposure by the police that are standing outside waiting for the women to walk out. The sad thing is, the fine costs more than the nipples did had they actually had to pay for them, pierce in the window, it’s free. It was in the school newspaper. Me, a friend drove me up there, I got them pierced, not in the window, and I walked out of there to go show all the boys I had been studying with what I had done.
Somewhere between 22-24 I got the third set of holes in my ears, again, I left a class to do so, this time I went without a friend.
Age 26, between classes, it’s nearing the end of my last semester in college, I don’t feel like studying for finals, I have an hour before my next class, I walk up to the piercing parlor and get my nipples re-pierced.
Holy cow. I don’t know how I feel about top secret Tuesday.
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Crazy chick!
Ow and uh…eww? I like plain nipples. Don’t want to sprain my tongue on a nipple ring, ya know.
When I was in college on fall break, I got a hole at the top of my ear. I was under 18 so my friend’s mom lied and said I was her daughter. Well the hole got infected and my ear swelled so badly I had no creases in my ear. It was just one big ball of puff. The infection got into my lymph nodes and I had to be put on an antibiotic that cost $99. The kicker was I had no money in my checking account. Until I checked. And somehow $99 “appeared” in my account. It was kind of freaky.
Alli: somebody’s parents found out what happened ;P