I have an industrial and 4 lobes left from my 'wild English years'.
Apart from that, I don't particularly conform to any sort of piercing scene, even though I've had approximately 11: 5 helix, 6 lobe. Most of them got retired. I pretty much got over it.
Oh man.
I'm not sure how everyone else feels, but there's certainly this feeling of absolute dread located approximately on-the-left-hand-side-of-the-bottom-of-my-stomach.
I'm so stressed doing this 'Imaginative Journeys' essay. I wish the expectations for assessments were a lot more clearer...