The Book Of Nora

03

CONTACTS

Alright, it is now time to talk about the pieces of plastic that I shove into my blind eyes every single day of my life. The first week I had those piece of shit, I spent thirty minutes trying to get them on my eyes. They kept falling off of my finger and they would not stay in my eyes. They really pissed me the fuck off. I literally turned into the Hulk when I tried to put them in my eyes.

During the first week, I ended up losing one of my contacts when I was putting it in, and I lost my shit. I started frantically looking for it and I started yanking at my hair and I almost screamed because I easily get stressed out. I then started crying because it was gone for good, but luckily I had a back up contact. I put that contact in and the other one for my other eye and I lived a normal life. Sadly, I never found that fucking contact. R.I.P contact

Putting contacts in my eyes now is honestly easy as fuck. I'm wearing them now as I write this. Or maybe I'm not...You'll never know. *dramatic music plays* But just because it easy putting them in, doesn't mean that they don't bother me.

Sometimes they move out of place and I have to fix that issue, but that rarely happens anymore. I hate taking them out because they are hard to take out sometimes. The worst thing ever though with contacts is when your eyes are drier than a fucking desert. They annoy the shit out of me when that happens.

I do love my contacts, but they are just annoying pieces of shit sometimes like children. #sorrynotsorry