Hey!
It’s 2.11 AM (02.11(I know this because I am unable to configure my computer-clock into showing the proper 24 hour time instead of the silly american time system)), and I am unable to make my eyeballs go to sleep. I also just learned that I got a B on my Introduction to the USA exam in which I did not mention eyeballs whatsoever. So I thought I’d blog about eyeballs! (heehee, balls)
Alright. So about a week ago, I went to the eyeball-doctor to get my eyeballs checked out. It turned out that my eyeballs had gotten even worse since last I visited the eyeball-lady, and so my vision is now at a whooping -5. Anyways, apparently I have been running around the last 6 months with my eyeballs viewing less than optimally, needing even stronger contact lences.
So what is this best feeling in the world if you are an eyeball? Well, getting new contacts! Getting that adjustment in vision that lets you once again see the world crystal clearly through your eyeballs.
Back when I was just a little baby boy my momma used to tell me these crazy things, she used to.. No Vegard, this is about eyeballs not Eminem. Back on track:
Back when I first got my glasses when I was laik 12 years old or sumtan (I’ll stop), my vision was just -1.25, yet i could still not believe how blurry my silly eyeballs made the world. I loved my glasses.
Moments like when I get new eyeball-contacts and realize just how wonderful the world is to look upon makes me not want to take eyeball-laser-surgery. For a minute. I mean come on, it has eyeballs and lasers. What’s not to love??
Be honest. Too many eyeballs?
Vegard
