I just wanted to experience the rush of jumping out of an airplane. After driving for almost two hours, the jump was canceled for the second time in two weeks, and we were only 15 minutes away. What a disappointment. We were so close. So as a substitute, I decided to ignore my instincts, head straight for ultimate mortification, and publicly post a bad photo of myself. I chose my second grade school photo, because that was the first picture of me that I was embarrassed by and totally hated. After second grade I always dreaded picture day and they only got worse.
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