Lip Piercing

Ok i have got my lip re-pierced for the third and last time

I am so sick of getting it done and having to take it out for job interviews and it closing up.
This time i am sworn to secrecy..

I went to my usual place to get it done ( at 30 bucks, you just cant go wrong) the lady there asked me where i wanted it done and i said i wanted it were the last one was originally. The lady walked off the came back a few seconds later with another piercer. She told me that if i got it done in the same spot then it would get infected, so she suggested that i get it done slightly to the side of the previous hole.

So i signed my life away and went into the back with the girl that served me previously. When we were alone she then asked me if it really did annoy me that i couldn't have it in the same spot and i said that i would much rather have that then have another scar on my face. So she then made a deal with me which goes as follows:

1. She will do it on the condition that i don't show anyone as i walk out and
2. If it gets infected, do not come back and complain

I agreed to this
After all, customer is always right.
However, when she was pushing the needle into my lip, it hurt like hell. All i could taste was blood and metal. I chose this moment to try and talk ( naturally). I tried to ask her if i can look at the needle but it came out something like this: "canhiooktneedhl?"
I waited until she took the clamp and the needle out of my mouth and then tried again.
The needle looks like some sort of screw driver. It has a hard plastic handle and the needle itself (which they cut off) is made of hollow metal. For some reason, i found this intriguing, so i asked her what it takes to become a body piercer. She told me that she used to be a nurse and she is studying at uni so she got the job pretty easily. For me to become one though i need to go to school.

Dammit.

True Facts:

• Piercings and tats are addictive, but they can cause mental and physical problems if they aren't wanted or looked after. Unwanted tattoos can cause people to become seriously depressed, especially if they are always in view and piercings that aren't looked after properly can become septic and possibly kill if the infection isn't dealt with properly, which usually means taking it out or seeing a medical professional.

• I have had some problems with mine ( i have had 16 piercings, now only 13) including one that did make me ill. I woke up in hospital after passing out at home with all removed. My body tried reject my tongue ring and i didn't know, which of course made it infected. One on each ear became infected, but i manage to save one. My libret rejected so i removed it before any further complications.

You have to remember that even though you might have had the same one for years it doesn't mean that things cant go wrong. Basically, all you can do once it is fully healed, when you have a shower take them out, pop the jewelry in antiseptic and let the hot water get into it. When a piercing is healing, only use salt water made from rock salt to clean it ( and mouth wash after every meal/ smoke/ drink if it is an oral piercing) to avoid infection. But don't take the jewelry out!
Even if you take the piercing out before it is fully healed make sure you still treat the wound, it can still become infected.
All this is just based on experience. If you get any, only you will know if something goes wrong. Remember, if there are any questions or if its bothering you, you can go back and get it checked. That is part of their job.

Metalocalypse

A few months ago i was introduced to a Adult swim cartoon called Metalocalypse.

Basically its about a metal band called Dethklok which the government is trying to get rid of due to the fact that the band is making to much money.
Hilarious.
Naturally, being an adult swim cartoon, it is full of gore, metal music and a lot of random scenes that would probably make little to no sense what so ever.
I have looked it up on the internet and there is short clips of it on youtube if you care to check it out :P. You wont be dissopointed, i promise you!

My Mother Is A Psychopath (Part 1)

Yes she has lost it.

Let's start from the begining, shall we?
Well yesterday i had a job interview, (which I did attend) only to find out that it wasn't quite what i was looking for as a career option, but if i got offered the job i would take it.
I told her this when i came home from the interview, because naturally she asked how it went.
This morning she came in to wake me up to go to TAFE, and kindly informed me that if I didnt get a job soon I would be out on my ass, just like my 18 year old brother Jason. At this point i rolled over and sat up and told her to go to hell. ( Understandable reaction).
See, my mother has this insane idea that at the end of the year when they move to the new house in the country, i will be able to live on my own. Yeah right, keep dreaming.
I had a discussion a few weeks ago regarding this and all she said was its not my problem. Even though she knows that they wont look at me twice if i havent been working for three months. Not to mention i still have to look for a job too, which takes longer than what i thought it would.


In one word to sum up how i think its going: CRAP!

I am going crazy....

I think I'm going nuts, but this is basically wants going through my head:

I am a flower Nazi...I do not like flowers...

Flowers are the teeny boppers of the plant world...they don't serve any perpose. They are supposed to be uplifting for people who are sick or given as a present to a loved one.
I think it is the most pessimistic present of all.
Here is a bunch of living flowers. They are going to die. So are you.
Or:
Here is a bunch of flowers, my lovely, our romance will die, just like this bunch of roses i have here.
Now trees...they are usefull. They clean the air.....we climb them, we fall out of them, build tree homes and the like...

Uh....hypercube..

Ok, a year or so ago i watched this movie called Cube...it wasnt so bad...alot like those Saw movies with a twist at the end. And gore...I can deal with gore. I could sleep without the paranoia.

A few weeks ago, me and my boyfriend settled down on a friday night to watch the second one called Cube 2: Hypercube. Now baring in mind I have seen some pretty distubing things: real life, on the internet (spoilsbury toast boy...now that is disturbing) and in movies. But nothing like this...
It was the same deal as the 1st one, a handfull of victims, each with some sort of gift to help solve the cube. Only this time the people had something to do with how it was built...the younger boy had done some work for a company to design a computer game to do with dimensions, the blind innocent looking girl crying to herself in the corner went mad in the end and told the therapist that was locked in there with her that she was responsible for the whole thing, and that reality was going to collapse on itself at a certain time. of course, in the end reality did collapse on itself, after all but the therapist got pick off by the cube's booby traps (so awsome) and it ended up just being a virtual reality game. A psychotic virtual reality game. And i was left sitting there with my jaw on the floor and my brains exploded. All that was going through my head was: WTF?
i then took a shower to see if it would relax my brain a little bit and it did. I then told Maria ( boyfriend's mum) that her bathroom did not have any absi, vertexes or any alternate realities of any kind. She gave me a blank look and then asked me if i was ok...

I know it sounds like i was overeacting, but that movie left a mental scar that WON'T GO AWAY! Lol

Anyways,
Until next time...

I have no idea what im talking about but this is whats going through my head....enjoy!

I always feel like I'm put on the spot with these sort of things, I end up just typing what ever the hell is going through my mind at the time, which generally ends up not making any sense at all, and confuses people that actually bother to read it...but here goes..

My name isn't actually Faith, its a joke between friends that just sorta stuck, so you could probably say its my nickname. I use it mainly over the internet more than anything else, but some of my friends know me by that name too. I live in Cragieburn (which isn't as good as the Delfin ads make it out to be, I can assure you) and I have lived there since I was about 11 years old. I have a black cat named Luna (which i love so very, very much :) ) a boyfriend who lives about 3 hours away ( go figure) and my best mate Cassie whom I have known and been friends with my whole life. We can communicate by a look across the room, which makes it fun when other people are with us, as they have no idea what we are doing. ( insert sinister laugh here).

My life itself is just one big blurr. Most of the time my plans don't quite work out, some trivial, some not, but generally I just take it as it comes, however, I tend to be very focused when it comes to getting what i want. Sometimes I'm just left with "what the hell just happened?!". So i basically live my life by flowing with the current and systematically killing off pot plants.

Random Question:

How do you kill a cactus by not watering it??? They are cacti...they live in the desert for crying out loud! They should be used to it!

I love driving...I have had my licence just under a year now and I have had 3 different cars. ( yes I systematically kill cars too....or I'm just cursed....)

I love my music, and most people judge by my appearance is that I'm a goth..well I don't have the personality as such, I have personal reasons why I have so many piercings ( I have about 14 now I think) . I do listen to metal, and predominatly that, but I do have a pretty open mind and I will listen to anything once.
That's pretty much it...me in a nutshell: Big bucket of crazy.....