More Precious Than Gold

“You’ll shoot your eye out, kid!” Do you remember that overused statement from A Christmas Story? If you don’t, watch this! 

Yesterday, I heard that statement going through my mind over and over and over and over and over again due to my decision of going to the eye doctor for an annual appointment but soon made a decision that I think will be a great decision on my part: I have decided to use contacts for a while in my life. Sure, I will have glasses but contacts are just something safer for me whenever I am doing any sport activities and I don’t have to worry about something hitting my glasses and them bending. So this is an investment that I am willing to make to where I can see the whole picture instead of looking through a framed world; after all, seeing the whole picture is a good thing, right? 

But back to my opening quote. 

While at the eye doctor going through the contact fitting portion of my appointment, it took me 45 minutes to get my contacts in both eyes. Sure, that is not too long compared to stories that I have heard where it took 2-3 hours to getting them in or ultimately having the assistants at the eye doctor put them in instead of the patient. I guess that is good for me that it only took 45 minutes for me, yet only took TWO minutes getting them out! 

Upon arriving back to my dorm, I decided to go frame less and wear my contacts for my first four hour period—apparently, you have to train your eyes not only getting used to “shooting your eye out” but your eyes must adjust to your newer prescription as well as having something in them. Anyway, last night it took me 12 minutes yesterday getting my contacts in my eyes and then today it took me 15 minutes getting them in! YAY ME!!! But apparently, “contacts are the worst part” of someone’s day, according to some of my friends.

My normal Friday night practice of doing absolutely nothing was interrupted last night when a friend of mine invited me to a campus sponsored party. Ya know? It was the most fun that I have had being in Berea! I loved it! Sure, I do not know how to dance—if you can it that—but it was fun dancing with friends and people who just needed to have something to do on a Friday night. It was fun. Just look at these photos of us dressed up and enjoying a night of fun and relaxation afterward. 

So this week as a whole has been pretty good. I have learned to do some re framing of my perceptions on life, met new friends, watched The Glee Project music videos in my Psychology class, enjoyed the company of friends watching the fourth season premiere of Glee, and then receiving contacts. This week has been pretty good and actually productive. It is my desire that this weekend will be such as productive. 

I have to study for my Psychology test that is coming up on Thursday.

Read two chapters for my Religion course.

Do a writing assignment for my Peace and Social Justice course.

Revise my internship research paper.

And then relax! 

So, with that in mind and after writing about “shooting my eye out,” learning to “dance,” and having a productive week, I need to start my productive weekend. Do have a good weekend. 

Love,

Matty