The Story of How I Lost my Glasses

The last thing I remember was making my way to the shore, so I could place my eyeglasses in a secure spot. The waves were beating me hard, and everyone else told me my glasses were bound to be carried away, too. So reluctantly, I decided to part with it only for the short time that I'd be swimming. And just as I was making my way to the shore, my eyeglasses slipped from me. Just like that.

I even lingered quite a while around the area, thinking that it might suddenly pop out of the sea. Others comforted me that eyeglasses are lighter than rocks, so maybe it just might. I waited for the effect for a few minutes, but it never did. So I settled for the thought that maybe it would be drifted ashore the next day.

All else considered, though, it was a happy weekend. I got to know the Circle members much more, slept with four others on the same bed (literally), shared intimate secrets, sang nice songs, played silly games such as Patintero, and reminisced about debates in the past.

I also got to play Scrabble, too, and used the words Porn and Zit in the same game. So even though I never got my glasses back, I was at least partially able to understand why I was in that same Circle in the first place.