“Here, put this on, so you’ll look like everyone else and belong to the group. Do remember to walk the path like I told you to. Don’t forget to make the stops for the photographer, he has to take pictures. Don’t mess this up, it has to be picture perfect.” Those were my instructions at the supposedly one of the most special events of my life. And next I will share my thoughts on this, at that time sad and speechless, I just decided to give in and not fight back as I was well-known-of by now.

“Here, put this on” – What the fbleep was this? Why would I even be eager to put this on for a picture in public? I might as well cover up my face too…

“So you’ll look like everyone else” – Why would I want to look like everyone else? That’s just a pity. And all this thime I thought I was unique and my own person. Dad, please explain…

“And belong to the group” – Which one? O yes, as a human being I did want to belong. But now I’m starting to doubt if I even wanted to belong to this group. We look like the launch of a product.

“Do remember to walk the path like I told you to” – Jeez, that’s not rocket science. But okay, I can live with this one. Cause it will look superweird when I do otherwise.

“Don’t forget to make the stops for the photographer, he has to take pictures” – What, what, whaaat? So there’s gonna be a photographer and I have to strike a pose and what? say cheese? Will he pet my hair and give me cheese if I obeyed the rules like Sheldon did with Penny? If so, I’d rather say “Pastaaa”

“Don’t mess this up, it has to be picture perfect” – Obviously I got the definition of “picture perfect” all wrong. So can I please mess this up on purpose, at least can I please be natural and enjoy this moment like I thought I would after so many years. Can this please be my proud moment and not some live reality photo shoot for all the world to see? I promise you the world couldn’t care less about this moment which was supposed to be enjoyed by us, by me (cause maybe I should speak for myself…)

But of course I just did like I was instructed. I wore the clothing, walked the path, posed and faked the fakest smile and just left right after. Why are we so eager on taking perfect pictures for all the world to see? A picture is going to bring up the same emotion you had when taking that picture. A perfect picture in my definition is one which brings up an emotion for all the world when seeing a particular perfect picture. And this, was not it… Cause the smile didn’t match my emotion as it was all staged and dedicated to the “perfect picture”.

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