What a ridiculous day.
Travel Rules
1. Don't lose your passport
2. Don't lose your glasses
3. Don't put your spare glasses with your primary ones when you decide to wear your contacts
Oh dear. So I decided to wear my contacts and was heading to an IEP (international exchange program) New Zealand orientation for 10, and I had 30 extra minutes so I decided to take a gander. Wow is Auckland ever hilly. The city of hills! If you were in a car you'd think you were in the ocean going up and down on massive swells! I thought biking up Davenport to get to Eglinton was brutal. It certainly makes for interesting walks. I can't imagine the pandemonium that would ensue if it ever snowed here!
I ended up stopping in front of Sky City, one of Auckland's biggest hotel's, awash with rugby fans sorting out their transportation for the day. I sat down and rummaged through my bag and came up with no pen. Aaah! Back to the hostel, grabbed a pen, went to the IEP meeting.
Damn teeth. I blame Shonna and our converstion about people with bad dental hygiene for scaring me into becoming a bit obsessed in the last month. I brush, floss and use mouth wash! And I got my teeth cleaned before I came too, and that exciting little gift pack the dentist gave me included some weird floss that is infused with some kind of minty powdered toothpaste. My contacts were dry so I took them out and then went to get my glasses out of my case, which were also holding my spares. Ah fuck. Not there. Fuck fuck. I double checked every pocket at least 4 times, and then took everything out and squished the bag flat to make absolute sure that they were not there.
So lost in the blurred reality inheriting malformed eyes, I put my contacts back in. Well, only one actually. Shockingly, I didn't wash my hands before attempting to slap one back on my eye. Searing pain! You know when you eat a really strong mint, like an after cigar mint or something that increase in intensity after you've been suckin on it for awhile. Well imagine that in your eye! It was worse than when I rubbed residue After Death hot sauce in my eye, that was pretty unfortunate as well.
I had to pluck the contact out of an uncontrollably squinty eye that was streaming everywhere. Ok! Go wash your hands! But sadly, that was to no avail. I failed to remember that I had glamourized my teeth before I took them out, resulting in contaminated contacts. Fire in the other eye! Knowing that I would be totally blind and have no hope of getting another contact in if I took this one out, I shut my eye and swore angrily as I waited for my eye to do its thing and clean itself out.
Success! One eye with vision and two bloodshot eyes with eye veins galore! Are those veins always there? Or do they become visible when you piss your eye off, or do they grow exuberantly fast? I looked like a hostel roomie's nightmare, some crazed person with the worst possible case of pink eye ever, steer clear! That or the stoned Canadian girl. Take off eh, hoser. They stayed like that for almost 2 days haha.
My glasses got returned to the lost and found at Sky City thank god. The security guys were awesome; both were huge, fairly squat and in these royal blue jackets. I gave one of them a hug and said I'd be back to say hello if I ever come back and gamble there (since I had to go on a mad half blind hunt to find the security in the casino).
Hoping to get an aparment tomorrow, but we'll see... I've an interview for a job tomorrow, and if I get hired the company takes us on 4 week trips where they pay for accommodation, which would be rad! So much waiting, it's annoying. And it is quite a cloudy rainy day, such is the forcast for the following 3. Hoping to walk up Mount Eden (a volcano!) in the next couple days, perhaps later today since I'm not doing much.
I ended up stopping in front of Sky City, one of Auckland's biggest hotel's, awash with rugby fans sorting out their transportation for the day. I sat down and rummaged through my bag and came up with no pen. Aaah! Back to the hostel, grabbed a pen, went to the IEP meeting.
Damn teeth. I blame Shonna and our converstion about people with bad dental hygiene for scaring me into becoming a bit obsessed in the last month. I brush, floss and use mouth wash! And I got my teeth cleaned before I came too, and that exciting little gift pack the dentist gave me included some weird floss that is infused with some kind of minty powdered toothpaste. My contacts were dry so I took them out and then went to get my glasses out of my case, which were also holding my spares. Ah fuck. Not there. Fuck fuck. I double checked every pocket at least 4 times, and then took everything out and squished the bag flat to make absolute sure that they were not there.
So lost in the blurred reality inheriting malformed eyes, I put my contacts back in. Well, only one actually. Shockingly, I didn't wash my hands before attempting to slap one back on my eye. Searing pain! You know when you eat a really strong mint, like an after cigar mint or something that increase in intensity after you've been suckin on it for awhile. Well imagine that in your eye! It was worse than when I rubbed residue After Death hot sauce in my eye, that was pretty unfortunate as well.
I had to pluck the contact out of an uncontrollably squinty eye that was streaming everywhere. Ok! Go wash your hands! But sadly, that was to no avail. I failed to remember that I had glamourized my teeth before I took them out, resulting in contaminated contacts. Fire in the other eye! Knowing that I would be totally blind and have no hope of getting another contact in if I took this one out, I shut my eye and swore angrily as I waited for my eye to do its thing and clean itself out.
Success! One eye with vision and two bloodshot eyes with eye veins galore! Are those veins always there? Or do they become visible when you piss your eye off, or do they grow exuberantly fast? I looked like a hostel roomie's nightmare, some crazed person with the worst possible case of pink eye ever, steer clear! That or the stoned Canadian girl. Take off eh, hoser. They stayed like that for almost 2 days haha.
My glasses got returned to the lost and found at Sky City thank god. The security guys were awesome; both were huge, fairly squat and in these royal blue jackets. I gave one of them a hug and said I'd be back to say hello if I ever come back and gamble there (since I had to go on a mad half blind hunt to find the security in the casino).
Hoping to get an aparment tomorrow, but we'll see... I've an interview for a job tomorrow, and if I get hired the company takes us on 4 week trips where they pay for accommodation, which would be rad! So much waiting, it's annoying. And it is quite a cloudy rainy day, such is the forcast for the following 3. Hoping to walk up Mount Eden (a volcano!) in the next couple days, perhaps later today since I'm not doing much.
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