My “Dailies Aqua Release, Comfort on Contact” experience

      Last Sunday when I went shopping at KLCC, Paris Miki was having their 10 years anniversary or somewhat promotion. And there I was, minding my own business, came this sales guy, recommending me their contact lenses, saying its free for trial and suggesting pretty hard that I sign to get one. So, ok… If its free, why not eh?!

 

      Tonight was the night when tragedy strikes me. I was just out of shower and saw the “Dailies Aqua Release, Comfort on Contact” lens box. So I thought, “What the heck! Lets try give it a try..” Its kind of hard, I tell you, putting on the contact lense for the first time. The sales guy gave a pamphlet of simple steps to make your eyes smile! It looks pretty damn easy to wear.

 

  1. I put my lens on my index finger.
  2. Pull my lower and upper eyelid (as far apart as I could). P.s.. It hurts a hell lot if you have the typical asian type of eyes!
  3. Look ahead and place the lens on my already bulging and drying eyes. Release the lens and tah dah!!! Work all done!!

      Yeah RIGHT!

 

      It was after about half an hour that the darn lens finally slip onto my eyes. And it was with help! I doubt that I can wear it at all without my sis helping me by sticking her finger onto my eyes..

 

      You heard me right. My sis have to poke her finger into my eyes REPEATEDLY so that the lens would stick on my eye and not her finger!

 

      It was horrible, I tell you. Having your eyeball being touched like that. Too much exposure! It finally stay put on my eyes after what seems like forever.

 

      It felt like… NOTHING! I’m not even sure that its really on my eyes. Plus my eyes itches a lot. That was it. I started to panic. I wanted it out. I don’t know if its in, but I want it out right that moment. I screamed, “Becca! Get it out of me right now.” My eye was flooded with tears. It itches B-A-D.

 

     It reads on the simple steps to make your eyes smile that I have to pull the damned thing down to the white of the eye and just remove it  J-U-S-T-L-I-K-E-T-H-A-T!

      

     Yeah, RIGHT!

      It sticks like, the way your nails is stuck to your fingers, the way elephant glue stick to everything it eats, the way my baby sis stick to me when she wants my loly pop! Leeches!

 

      As long as it took to put it on, that’s how long I spent pulling the lens out. The relieve… Breath of fresh air… Ahh…! My eye still itches now even after 6 hours getting it out.

 

      The next time I’ll touch contact lens, will be a long long time, mate!

 

      Don’t say I didn’t warn ya. Don’t let me have the pleasure of telling you, “I  told you so!” I really enjoy saying that…

 

      What the heck! Have fun trying out contact lenses! Who knows, you might like it! But then again…….

My Love

      I’ve found you! I promise never to leave you behind anymore…

      I will love you with all my heart and soul. 

      Through thick or thin, through sickness and happiness, I will stand by your side… 

      Even if the sun refuses to shine, the earth stop to turn, I will still love you baby!

        YES! My K610i!                

               Muaaaaaaaks! Best ever! I won’t ever leave you behind! Wahahaha!

               Muaaaaaaaks! Best ever! I won’t ever leave you behind! Wahahaha!

Of religion and me

      I have been meaning to post this down a long time ago, but got too distracted. I haven’t even been posting anything lately. That shows just how occupied I am.

 


 

      When I was about ten years old or younger, I have had few friends who asked me now and then about religion. Mine particularly.

            “Stella, are you a Christian or Buddhist?”

      Since I have an English name, many just assumed that I am a Christ follower. So, I told them that I actually am a Buddhist. Then they question me,

            “Do you pray? If you are a Buddhist, then why do you not have the small temple in your house?”

      Gosh. Kids just ask the hardest questions, I tell you. I was dumb-founded when I found out that I don’t have the little temple in my house. I won’t even notice if they hadn’t ask. Lols. Home I went and when mum and dad was not occupied, I asked them the same thing. I said,

            “Daddie, why do we not pray like everybody else? We don’t have the small temple at home too. You notice that also?”

      I guess dad wasn’t as surprised as I was. He told me that it is of no use if we pray and the next second we do crimes. He said that many people out there pray but do not really follow what is taught. He told me to have faith and do not do bad things, then it doesn’t matter if we pray or not. The next day of school and each time anyone ask if I pray, I told them the same thing. Their dismay and the faces they make and thought I didn’t see, I will not forget for the rest of my days.

      Truth be telling, I quite envy those who strongly believe in their religion. I have few friends that stood strong when I question them hard. I got frustrated when they are so sure and persistent with their beliefs.

      In times of desperation, I find myself turning to God for help and guidance. Its pathetic and I know it. My envy; they have something to hold on to in times of need and happiness. Me, I only have myself alone. They, they have goals in life and their goals are for the better good of majority. Me, my goals in life circles around me.

     I have always wanted to be more religious. More knowledgeable in the religion field. I have no clue whatsoever of any religion. Its shameful. I even find me calling myself an Atheist. I have not gotten the chance to embrace religion.

     I’ve live life for 18 years an empty person.

     Another thing that have hinder me from religion is fear. Fear of being a fanatic. I’ve seen a lot of people being too close to religion. Some become fanatics. Every sentence in every word, God is related. To me, what they are saying is that everything that happen has been planned and that we do not have to do anything. Everything that happens in life, they say its God’s will. There is never man’s act that made something possible, for those some.

     I fear I will become one of the somes. I fear I no longer believe that man can achieve something. I fear I no longer believe the power of man. I do not want to just sit and wait for what God has planned for me. I want to believe that I can determine my future. I want to determine my path.

     And thus, I continue living empty as another year goes by me.