Friday, 3 February 2012

Photo day

Of course. It's that day. That Friday that either girls hate or they love, enduring every single day for a year for it to come again, complaining to their friends about how terrible they look when they're secretly thinking that they look amazing.

Photo day.

Is practising a perfect smile in front of your mirror really worth it? Since really every single day of my whole school life I have been preparing for that one day, just to have the photographer take the photo too soon to take a picture of you with your mouth half open and your eyes closed. Every year.


Well guess what? I think it went well.


*wheeze* *wheeze* *wheeze* 


Try to breathe!


Calm down! Look, here's a picture of a pretty flower...





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1 comment:

  1. Photo day was always something I dreaded at school too. You were teased if you tried to brush your hair and look good, but if you didn't and the photo was disastrous, you were teased when you took it home!

    Put it this way: even the cool kids look funny years later when you look at the photos!

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