I broke my glasses on Friday. I believe the phrase "I broke" is very incorrect actually. Truthfully, the lens for my right eye just POPPED out during Drivers Ed, and nobody believes me. The more I think about it, the more I don't believe it either. How ridiculous is this? I was unbelievably pissed.
It didn't really help that my dad thought I was completely lying and kept asking me how it happened and ugghh. We ended up having a big argument over NOTHING at a store. It ended with me walking away and straight into a stand of clothing since I was crying so much. Frustrating. Later on, I mentioned to my mom that it seems like I'm the person that gets into the most arguments with my dad, and she speculates that it is because we have similar personalities. Apparently, we have similar responses to most situations, for example, when being yelled at or criticized, we tend to lash out and start arguing. Cindy usually cries when she is going through the same situations, and my dad relents when this occurs, but with me, we're both shouting so much that we're both so pissed we keep arguing even if I am crying. Oh well. At least I also have the I-can't-stop-talking gene and I-like-people trait he has.
Anyway, since there are such magics like Walmart which carries everything you will ever need in life, I purchased some superglue and nail polish. My glasses are now semi-fixed and in alright condition, so they should last me until about winter break, during which my father will purchase me a few new pairs. Goodness, nobody in my family trusted me with anything because they all think I lose/break everything I own and this doesn't help the situation or their opinions. They're probably right too. Ughh, glumglumglum.
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