Earlier this week, I discussed that you should have an escape zone that you can take as many gratuitous pictures of yourself you want in, in private. You know without having to worry about like, people catching you cause that shit is embarrassing.
This picture was taken right before I was caught taking gratuitous pictures of myself for the first time. I’m like, you know, nineteen & like, you know, really into looking artsy & hip on my MySpace so one day, probably while ditching class & smoking weed, I decided to take this picture. The picture was not easy to take because I had to rig the camera up in my closet to get it at the right angle. We’re talking like 2006 here people. I had an iMac from graduation 2004 so it’s not like iSights were stock at this point. I was being fucking innovative!
It was at this point my roommate walked by that same window & saw me posing for myself & started (rightfully) fucking laughing her ass off & I jumped up all startled like & shut my closet door all quick like I hadn’t already been caught taking lame ass posed pictures of myself.
I don’t know what I was thinking.
Like obviously you should not take pictures of yourself
in front of a freaking open window
when you live on the first floor.
Yeah, I had to have been stoned to think this was a good idea.
I’ve always been about preserving my integrity,
even though more often than not,
I fail pretty miserably.
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