As a five year old, I decided to put a bobby pin in my nose and pretend like it was a bull ring, so that I could run around and charge without consequence. When I was twenty, I thought the coolest thing I could do was actually to pierce my nose, and so I did. For about four months I had a real ring in my nose, just after I had taken out the ring that I had in my lip for over six months. As a 55 year old, I would like to think that I have gotten over all of the silly games with my face, and have started worrying more about real life situations and stuff that will actually affect me and my family. At this point in my life, maybe I will have grandchildren, and so will be able to take the bobby pin bull ring idea and play it with them. That would be pretty humorous to me. To be able to take something that I thought of now as an assignment idea, and use it with grandchildren as a way of cheaply entertaining them. Hopefully though, they will not move forward with that idea when they are older and start piercing their face! But if they do, good for them. Who am I to say no? BUT, I have no idea what I would really do with anything when I am 55. I'd like to hope for the basics, and just see me alive in thirty-three years. After that I guess I can decide what I would like to do with my bobby pin.
Until then...
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