Vision

And a vision of you standing out in the crowd
- song that I forgot the name to

Since I have recently (as in yesterday recently) gotten contacts for my eyes, it has been a whole new experience for my eyes which are used to the comfort and confine of glasses. Yesterday I wore them for about 8 hours and today about IDK, whenever I feel like taking them out. Yesterday I didn't actually see much because right after I got them, my mother and I continued to daze around in a mall claiming to be the land of stocks (you know like chicken). That should be the slogan of something. "You know like chicken". Anyway, so I looked around my street. And holy crap, everything is so bright and green and big and people are big (exclude my mother) and whoa.

My dad's reaction when he picked me from tutoring: What happened to your glasses? (with furled brows)
Me: Contacts
My dad: (remembering what happened yesterday) Oh. Your face looks weird.

Your face looks weird.

:D I love my dad.

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this blog is useful because I can write crap about my life rather than forget about it for my personal blog because I have a rule that I shouldn't blog more than once a day on the personal blog.

Cats represent women?

In my head all I can hear is Thumbalina's shrieks as she reads out N.'s post over and over again to me. It is painful. You hurt me Thumbalina >:)

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Putting in contacts: (A POV)
Just go in!
It won't go in
Stupid finger
Why is it blue?
My hands are wet.
Ahh! Is it dirty now?
Why won't you stay open?
Oh God, It feels funny.
Whoa, I'm high.


A daily dosage of sexual innuendoes?
Later.