Parents picking pictures. Frusterifying. Because they know which ones they want. Only asking my opinion as a sort of rite of passage. A final stamp of approval. So in reality it doesn't matter what I think, or which pictures I like. Because they've already made up their mind. Anger inducing but I'll get over it. They're just pictures. I'm not the one that has to look at my ugly mug hanging on some wall. Got it with the pants on from the german test today. Ouch.

-CR