Eye glasses away!
So, eye appointment was good times. They apparently didn't have my appointment in the computer so my mom got all bitchy and got me in anyway. Then, they dilated my eyes, good fun as usual. Of course, it was bright and sunny when I left, (but not when I actually arrived, go figure.)
I had a weird eye technician though. He asked me what my major was, cause he saw where I was going to college. He automatically assumed it was nursing (the most popular major I think at my school) then he went on this whole long guessing game until I finally told him I was English and History. He inevitably asked: "Are you going to be a teacher?" to which I replied, "No." Then he was all, "that's good. The only way I would be a teacher is if I could still beat the kids." And I was just like... "um, ok." What do you say to that??? I don't want to beat people. I'm not a beater! (Lol, violent or at Quidditch.) So yes, overall, it was a bit of an odd appointment. He was a putz in general.
And now, some Viktor/Hermione picspam that I snagged from hownovel, I hope you don't mind. I uploaded it to my own server.
I love this moment!
And now, on to a contact fitting. Oh the joy.
I had a weird eye technician though. He asked me what my major was, cause he saw where I was going to college. He automatically assumed it was nursing (the most popular major I think at my school) then he went on this whole long guessing game until I finally told him I was English and History. He inevitably asked: "Are you going to be a teacher?" to which I replied, "No." Then he was all, "that's good. The only way I would be a teacher is if I could still beat the kids." And I was just like... "um, ok." What do you say to that??? I don't want to beat people. I'm not a beater! (Lol, violent or at Quidditch.) So yes, overall, it was a bit of an odd appointment. He was a putz in general.
And now, some Viktor/Hermione picspam that I snagged from hownovel, I hope you don't mind. I uploaded it to my own server.
I love this moment!
And now, on to a contact fitting. Oh the joy.