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UDAspie13
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15 Apr 2013, 2:41 pm

I noticed something about a few pictures of me when I was younger.

In the first, I wasn't really looking at the camera... My smile was also weird because I had to have my front teeth touching instead of my back (I'm over that now... kind of...)

In the second, I look pretty happy - a little awkward because I'm taller than my sister who is my fellow photographee.

In the third I'm scowling and rubbing my arms.

What's the difference?

In the third, I had long sleeves on. I hate long sleeved shirts. I'm pretty sure I always have, too.



DisappearingGirl
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15 Apr 2013, 3:15 pm

That's funny, when I was younger I used to smile for pictures with my front teeth touching too. Actually it was more of a grimace. It took so long before I learned how to fake a smile properly for a picture.



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15 Apr 2013, 3:20 pm

DisappearingGirl wrote:
That's funny, when I was younger I used to smile for pictures with my front teeth touching too. Actually it was more of a grimace. It took so long before I learned how to fake a smile properly for a picture.

I actually just realized that the "frown" was me smiling when I wasn't happy. If I was caught when I was happy, then my smile looked real. Else... Yeah. It took me a few years to get the "fake smile" down. Luckily I'm naturally a pretty happy kid, so I didn't need it THAT much.

I actually happen to remember that picture being taken. I remember thinking "wait... I can't get my front and back teeth to touch at the same time? Oh well, front teeth it is." Or something to that effect.



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18 Apr 2013, 7:26 am

I am just now starting to learn to deal with certain clothing.
I used to downright refuse to wear socks/shoes, and then when I finally had to wear shoes I would
refuse to put on the socks, when I finally put on socks, I would have to fold them up and around my toes because I hated how they
felt normally. Something to do with the socks that were being made back then really bothered me. I've found some comfortable brands now, thankfully!

And don't even get me started on pajamas. :/
I had to wear one of my papa's baggy cotton shirts because I hated sleeping in anything else.
Eventually I just stripped naked whenever going to bed to avoid twisting and turning because of weird folds :oops: