Staring Contests

No, I’m not challenging you to a staring contest.  But surfing on Digg and finding something about Jessica Alba and her own online staring contest makes me a bit sad that I’ve forfeited all staring contests.

The story is, during back-to-school night, I competed in a staring contest against this dude I knew.  The stares went on forever, and my eyes were extremely dry as I had on my contacts.  The by the middle, everything was blurred except my conpetition’s eye.  And by the end, all I could see was his right cheek and eye.  And the tears streaming down and down.  Tears started streaming down my cheeks as well.  But I won.

It was the longest staring contest ever.  Ever.  And I thought it felt like quite a few minutes.  Maybe that was because I was participating.  But my friend who watched it also said it was quite a few minutes.  Perhaps.  We never timed it, and I’ll never know my staring record.

But staring contests cause me so much anxiety.  Sometimes, my eyes shift, and when your eyes are dry and stiff (can that be said?), shifting just a little bit makes me feel like I’m blinking, but I’m not.  And I worry for a second if I did blink.  This happens every ten-twenty-seconds.

However, if you want a tip to staring, just hang in there, keeping your pride as incentive, and you’ll reach a Good Point.  This Point is where my eyes feel so numb and dry that blinking doesn’t matter anymore.  I feel as if my eyes are so stiff, they’ll stay open forever.  I don’t get that ‘did-I-blink’ anxiety.  This lasts a lifetime until the tears.  The tears burn, so much.

So much burning.  And after the guy I was against lost, I couldn’t close my eyes for another minute or so.  Because I knew it would burn so much.

That’s why I forfeit all future staring contests.  Unless the person is easily beat.  I did, however, beat Jessica Alba.