What an Eyesore.

My eyes are burning. There is like, fire inside my eyes. My eyes are being burned out of my sockets. There is intense pain going on in these eyes of mine.
And i can't even touch them.
For 5 minutes now, I have been sitting in the medical office waiting room of my eye doctor.
Let me clarify - I have been sitting on my hands. The circulation has been cut off of them. I can't feel my fingers.
I am not allowed to touch my eyes. These so called doctors just sprayed burning lava into the sockets that previously housed my eyeballs, and I can't scrape the lava out.
This is because I have 'done enough damage to them already.'
I suppose it is for that exact reason that they are damaging my eyes even more. So as to prevent my ability to hurt them anymore.
Because their plot has become clear to me now: These people are tying to kill my eyeballs.
I guess I should clarify on what the hell I am doing here instead of taking my computer science test like a good Stuyvesant student. The answer is that I am dying. In this medical office. And all because I didn't 'use my contacts properly'.
What a load of bull. Pshaw. Just because I didn't wash my contacts out everyday like I'm supposed to, and used the same contact solution for 4 weeks, and the contacts got completely dried out and I stuffed them into my eyes anyway, and then my eyes got all red and satanic and cartoon character huge and oozy due to my awful contact use, does not mean that i am at fault here.
It is obviously their fault. Them and their stupid 'medical degrees' this and, 'professional eye doctor' that. I was just doing fine with my red and satanic and cartoon character huge eyes until these stupid doctors poured BURNING LAVA INTO MY SKULL to make it 'all better'.
I mean, just because I can see clearly now doesn't mean they helped. I will take cartoon character huge eyes anyday over burning lava. But I guess that's just me.
And why did my mom send me to my eye doctor, anyway? Just because I came home with my hands in front of my face so that I could feel my way home, doesn't mean i'm not capable of living with these eyes. I mean, I got home in one piece, didn't I? Well, mostly. One of my fingers is still trapped in those subway car doors. And why did she yell at me? I bet this happens to people all the time. Well, not the 'losing finger in subway car door' thing. Because I've never actually seen that happen. But using the same contact solution without changing it or cleaning it for four weeks it totally a normal occurrence, right? Yeah. Definitely. Just because I've never seen it happen doesn't mean it doesn't, right?
Oops. Have to go. My doctor's coming back, and now that I can see her face, I see she's pretty angry. In fact, her face is doing that weird eyebrow thing it did when this happened last month, and she told me it better never happen again. Talk to you guys later!