Suppose yesterday was my movie marathon.day, but everything changed when my boss asked me to come for a futsal friendly at night.
Only god know how excited i am. After a long time "retire" due to no team, i finally get the chances to teturn to the futsal arena.
On my way home, after asking for advices, i decided to get a lenses. For me its necessary when playing, cause during my last game, my spectacles broken, after being hit by an opponent trial towards our goal post.
And the stories start when i reach the shop, place where i bought my spectacles years ago. N now im choosing this shop again. Reasons, i have a malay shop on the line, why shud i go to other shop? Its not about races, but its about support. A wealth muslim hopefully will help to generate fund for enhancing our Islamic development programme.
Conversation start when i asked bout lens. I told them that this is my first time trying to use. First i decided to buy and wear it on my own but the promoter refuse to let me go without learning on how to wear it.
Luckily i listen to their advices. Oh my, my first trial was not so good. Half an hour for one eye. Two eyes equals to an hour. They laughing at me, seeing how difficult i am when doing it.
I nearly lost one of the lens on my attempt. the promoter went to get a replacement for me, but only right after she opened the packaging, i found back the lens, stick on my cheek. That was the second time, first time it was stick at the spec cabinet.
As soon as the lens stick at my eyes, a strange feeling appear.
"wowwwww,what a wonderful feelings to hv my eyes seeing the world without a spectacles",
Then i asked,
"can i just wear this for the whole month?"
NO WAY! ! ONLY 8 HOURS .
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