Operation perfect study selfie = epic fail

Spent twenty minutes trying to take one decent photo of myself studying because Matt from my sociology class asked how my Tuesday was going and obviously I need photographic evidence that I’m both studious AND effortlessly cute.

Operation perfect study selfie = epic fail

This is attempt number three and my flash is still making me look like I haven’t seen sunlight since freshman orientation.

The worst part? I actually AM studying - have this huge anatomy quiz tomorrow and these muscle diagrams aren’t going to memorize themselves. But do I send him a boring text about sartorius attachments? No, because I’m apparently fifteen years old and think boys care about carefully composed study selfies.

The face you make when the camera flash makes you look like a ghost

Meanwhile my phone keeps buzzing with actual text messages and I’m over here playing photographer in my own dorm room like some kind of MySpace refugee. Maybe I should just tell him I’m drowning in textbooks like a normal human being. Revolutionary concept, I know.