I have to make it a point that I am in no way clumsy , dumb or deliberate in the act of breaking my own glasses at the sight of a wretched lizard , not in front of my very eyes but behind my very brains. Thanks to the wonderful reflection of the bathroom mirror. Hurrah.My face is ultimately oval and I look like an over-aged primary school kid. The wretched glasses make me extremely giddy. I would have knocked into every single column around the school if not for my wonderful sense of direction. ( aah just let me be)I am inspired to get black framed glasses which just might enhance my outward intellectuality. It just might work. I am rather willing to look pinched then look oval. aah. Looking at the computer screen proves to be a terribly terrifying chore , playing solitaire with floating and flying cards and after a mere 5 minutes , one if like me would see blots of black and red punching your eyes.okay at the end of this, my point is that I need new glasses. -Yesterday ( 9 jan) was the first time in a long while that training ended after 8pm. Twas satisfying I suppose. As I expect trainings to get tougher and hopefully more satisfying as the days go by.I still cannot , absolutely cannot do side supermans. wailsmm perhaps I should change my mindand you'll never find it if you're looking for itwon't come your way
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