That moment when...
You know that moment when you take a picture of yourself and hate your smile, so you take it over...and over...and over...and over.... and OVER again? You decide to just have a strait face. When you get that picture, you're like, "Hey, not bad." You quickly fix your hair and take it again, then send the photo to all of your friends.
Then you realize the lighting was terrible and that you looked like an orange-skinned vampire.
(Ok, this one might only happen to me...)
Thanks for reading!
~Bekah the Bookworm