sweatdrop I know, right? I've got a weird set of folks living around me, and they almost all blood relatives. Not one of us is really photogenic. Cept maybe my grandma, cause she's the sweetest looking thing ever.
I'd show me own pics, but sadly the digital camera i bought doesn't even work!
rolleyes @klikk:
Wow, those eyes are blue!!! Like really bright blue. Your aunt has beautiful eyes...
Since we're talking about pictures, there's one thing I absolutely hated about high school... well two things:
1) The journalism class I was forced into, and
2) The yearly Picture day
I hate journalism. Absolutely. My aunt was the assistant principal, and she put me in the class. I tried to get out, but I wasn't allowed to change it. My teacher knew I hated the class, too, and she tried to help me get into a... i don't remember the name... you go to work during a certain number of class periods... anyway, wasn't allowed cause they had no more jobs. A week later, three basketball players got into the thing, and they didn't even really work!!! They walked around the school all frickin day!!!!
evil And I was around a bunch of stupid people. (most of them cheerleaders, but, hey, I've met smart cheergirls, too...) When we got to pick out what the front of our yearbook album was going to look like, we had two options: One a giant moon. I mean, it was freakin awesome looking. Giant moon on the covered, with lots of stars and cloud covered. It was awesome. The other one was a simple black book with the number 2007 on the front in blue and silver letters. Out of 20 people who do you think voted for the moon? One person: me. (I spent most of that year fooling around on gaia.)
rofl Anyway, everyone knows about picture day. It's usually the day you look the worse, even when you try to look good. hoo-hum.