i'm pretty sure second grade scarred me for life when it came to my glasses. all i know is the moment i turned thirteen (my parents' age requirement, not mine) i raced to my eye doctor and begged for contacts. it took me like two hours to get them in the first time, no joke. but after that, it was smooth sailing.
but now, i'm kind of loving my glasses again. there's something so clark kent about a big pair of nerdy glasses. "i'm-cool-and-i-know-it". or maybe it's just an outspoken uncoolness that others respect. either way, i'm loving it.