Wednesday. 4.6.11 7:19 pm
1. Pain is regular for most piercings for the first week to week and a half. It does not always indicate an infection.
2. Pus is not spelled with a double 's.'
3. YOU DO NOT EVER USE ALCOHOL ON A PIERCING. Maybe it disinfects, but it also takes away all the natural bacteria used in the HEALING PROCESS.
4. YOU NEVER REMOVE THE PIERCING IF IT'S INFECTED! Augh! If it's infected, you leave it in and treat until the infection is gone.
5. Pus discharge is pretty normal for ANY infection. Just because there's some pus present doesn't mean you need oral medication for it. That's like assuming every case of gas is appendicitis.
6. Antiseptic creams...just simply don't work that well. No one in the piercing community uses them.
7. Let me add onto #3: YOU NEVER--NEVER!!!--USE HYDROGEN PEROXIDE ON A PIERCING. Unless you want it to hurt and heal half as quickly.
UGH. This was the first link on the page searching "bellybutton piercing infection." I can't imagine how many bellybutton rings this article has RUINED.
Not much bothers me, honestly, but misinformation in a public forum infuriates me. I wish people had to put money on their correctness.
All you have to do is treat the infection--oh, I'd say every other day, with a hot saltwater solution (which you have to be careful with), and twice to three times daily with a regular purified ocean water piercing aftercare spray. I know this because I've had pretty gnarly infections, and this is simply what works. All my friends with multiple piercings agree. I mean shoot, even the piercers agree.
Gah. Sometimes, when people are THAT incorrect, I want to bet money on it.
I'm dying for a reply from a certain group of people...
I'll let you know if I get it and it's the reply I want. Yeah!
Anyway. Um. MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP.
I think that, for my birthday, along with another completed year of life, God took down the annoying, outdated crosswalk signal with this giant storm that I somehow slept through. It always flashed too long before the light turned green and made the most annoying sound known to man. BEEP BOOP. BEEP BOOP. BEEP BOOP. BEEP BOOP.
So I was walking to class, one day, and noticed that IT HAD FALLEN IN THE STORM!
NOTHING TO SAY WAAHHH.
a really boring blog
Monday. 3.28.11 11:58 pm
You know that thing where they tell you that you have to force yourself to write to get past writer's block?
I don't think that applies to blogging. I think it just makes blogs really boring.
I *did* sign up for summer classes. Physics, Psychology, Sociology, Macroeconomics, and Spanish II. I literally have four weeks of my summer vacation completely free, and they're single weeks in between classes. The week after I finish summer classes, I start fall classes. The only good things are that 1) Macroeconomics turned out to be an online course, so no in-class time (which means I only have one class that I have to attend in that semester, too), and 2) I only have one class in the morning, the first summer semester, which leaves time for...stuff.
I haven't seen my best friend since February, for instance. She and I have definitely been separated for longer, but it's just weird, when we have every chance to talk and see one another, with no parental constraints.
I've been in a couple situations where there were chances at relationships with people, but it would have had to be long-distance. I never understood why it was so scary, I guess, because she and I have never been able to see each other often like that, and we're still SO close.
But, now it makes more sense, I think. Even starting a simple fire requires ideal conditions. Whether the fire-starting is more or less complex than starting a relationship, I can't decide. It depends on what you think is complex.
See, that? ^ That is not how people explain things to me. And I know my mind should be adaptable, but I don't do well with the abstract. Somehow Seth and I got on the topic, the other night, and he told me that I'm very "black and white."
And it's not that I need things to be in the extremes. I understand middle ground perfectly, but I need to understand that it's middle ground, if that makes any sense.
People call me on it a lot, assuming that I want a definitive yes or no situation. They don't seem to get it.
That's been one of the things on my mind, lately, if I'm going to be completely open about it. It's a constant frustration, trying to explain that I'm not upset because I'm not getting a yes or no, but because I'm not even getting a perhaps, almost, or probably not (much less a why--some sort of purpose). It's enviable when people can look at a solution and not want to tear apart the process and inspect every element. It would certainly make me a better chemistry student if I could just accept reasonless fact.
Oh, thoughts! Everything has a catalyst, sure, but long after the provocation passes, the ideas remain. Minutes change years. Odd.
So, I wrote something.
Saturday. 3.19.11 4:41 pm
My friends and I went down to the beach for a few days for spring break.
IT WAS AWESOME.
We walked around the downtown area a lot, since it's VERY cool around there. It was accepted students' weekend for the local college, though, so getting around town in a car was like getting around town in a rowboat. Especially today and last night.
LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT, THOUGH. We spent some time on the beach, but it was pretty chilly, in any case. Sarah refused to get in the water at all, but Meagan and I strolled out into the ocean. I told her that I had two choices, and that I was going to make the wrong one. I proceeded to run out into the ocean, cry, "FOR AMERICA" and dunk my entire body in the water.
It wasn't that bad. There was a reason only a few others were in the water, YES, but it wasn't that bad.
After that, we hit one of the nearby restaurants for burgers and headed for the car. We drove into town and looked around for a good piercing place (I'd decided on a whim that I wanted my bellybutton pierced). We visited three places before finding out about a good place to hit, and even then the piercing guy was out for an hour.
So we went to another store I'd been meaning to visit, and I got my wind chimes! They are super huge and super cheap and super beautiful.
But then came bellybutton time, after my quick purchase and a walk around the piercing place's shop. Sarah bought a hookah and then the piercing guy took me back. I waved them back, too, because I figured it wouldn't hurt to have my friends there to support my stupid decisions. Sarah held my hand while he slid the needle through, and they were smart enough to avoid telling me that it wouldn't go all the way through. I figured it out when I heard my skin pop, and the piercing guy go, "Theerrre it is."
And when he got everything through and I was done being in pain for the moment, he let me out and I started to feel the dullness in my hearing creep on. By the time we hit the register to pay, I was in full-blown panic mode. BUT, I tried to play it off like, Hey, maybe I should sit down and grab a water since I can't hear anything. And the guy at the register was like YEAH SIT DOWN. Meagan bought me a water, but then the piercing guy was like, NOOOOO PASSING OUT DRINK THIS GATORADE.
He took away the clipboard with the paper I needed to sign. He literally took the pen out of my hand.
And I'm sitting here, totally indignant, just staring at the clipboard on the counter.
BUT IT WAS COOL BECAUSE AT LEAST THEY WERE CHILL ABOUT IT.
After I paid, we found the way back to the car, hit Chick-Fil-A, then had some hookah time by the outdoor pool. First time I tried THAT. It wasn't that great. Sarah said that the hookah was new and that the shisha wasn't that great, so maybe that was it.
With all the dumb crap we did, I am so surprised that they didn't boot us from the hotel.
So, anyway, everything else was pretty uneventful and normal, as far as our trips go. Back to being a student. BUH.
two way monologue
Wednesday. 3.16.11 3:12 pm
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