Social Who Here Has The Guts To Post Their Pic?

[Stargazer Rex]

I posted in here a while back and then honestly forgot this thread existed. Looking around now, I see that my SMD brother @Flemmy Stardust posted a bunch of pictures of his sexy self, our fellow SMDers @HenryFlower and @HUNTERMANIA have repped their mugs, and even some of my mod brethren have been brave enough to post their pics. With respect to the bravery of those who went before, here's my contribution:

This picture was taken at a conference last year (I hate having my picture taken, but a girl at the conference took this one without me noticing she was taking it until the second before, which, as you can see, was still enough time for my "Are you serious?" face to register). It was a three-day conference, which means this picture was taken on one of the three days of the year that I wasn't wearing a) a sweatshirt, b) a T-shirt, or c) a sleeveless shirt, so you get the rare treat of seeing fancy Bullitt. You're welcome, Sherdog.

Thanks, Kyle.

 

[HenryFlower]

I posted in here a while back and then honestly forgot this thread existed. Looking around now, I see that my SMD brother @Flemmy Stardust posted a bunch of pictures of his sexy self, our fellow SMDers @HenryFlower and @HUNTERMANIA have repped their mugs, and even some of my mod brethren have been brave enough to post their pics. With respect to the bravery of those who went before, here's my contribution:

This picture was taken at a conference last year (I hate having my picture taken, but a girl at the conference took this one without me noticing she was taking it until the second before, which, as you can see, was still enough time for my "Are you serious?" face to register). It was a three-day conference, which means this picture was taken on one of the three days of the year that I wasn't wearing a) a sweatshirt, b) a T-shirt, or c) a sleeveless shirt, so you get the rare treat of seeing fancy Bullitt. You're welcome, Sherdog.

The man, the myth, the [multi-quote gif-core megapost] legend. I always like to know what the Tarkovsky haters if the world look like so that I can shoulder-bump them while walking by if I ever happen across them in public.

Getting-your-picture-taken anxiety is the truth forreal. That's why I have so few. Most of the best ones I do have I'm making a funky ass face because idk wtf else to do while I'm silently dying on the inside.

listening to one of best damn Stoner Metal albums Dopesmoker by Sleep in the only format it is worthy of being listened on in that of vinyl.

Nice. Which color you got?

 

[Bullitt68]

Dude, I thought you were incorporeal...

Nope. Flesh and blood. And muscle. Mostly muscle.

Spoiler

I have the same anxiety in front of cameras though, and the more candid it is, the better off i am.

It's less anxiety and more just awkward. I just find the idea of posing for a picture silly. Even for shit like my driver's license, my passport, my visa, student IDs, it's all just so goofy. And every time I get one of those photo ID pictures, the person always asks if I'm satisfied with the picture. I always just say, "Yeah, it looks like me."

My friends used to say that in every picture of me I looked like I wanted to kill the person taking it. If the picture I posted is proof of anything, it's proof of my growth as a person. Now, I don't want to kill people who take my picture. I just think they're dorks.

thought you were bruce lee tbh

Thanks, Kyle.

The man, the myth, the [multi-quote gif-core megapost] legend.

 

[Satanical Eve]

Nice. Which color you got?

Green splatter edition I believe limited to 2,500

Edit: I was wrong. It was limited to 4,000 copies and is out of print now

 

[Flemmy Stardust]

Most of the best ones I do have I'm making a funky ass face because idk wtf else to do while I'm silently dying on the inside.

Haha, I'm exactly the same. When I'm actually trying to take a normal picture i know i will look as uncomfortable as i feel.

There's not even an, "i hope that came out good" moment. It's just, "well, that was a fucking mistake."

Nope. Flesh and blood. And muscle. Mostly muscle.

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It's less anxiety and more just awkward. I just find the idea of posing for a picture silly. Even for shit like my driver's license, my passport, my visa, student IDs, it's all just so goofy. And every time I get one of those photo ID pictures, the person always asks if I'm satisfied with the picture. I always just say, "Yeah, it looks like me."

My friends used to say that in every picture of me I looked like I wanted to kill the person taking it. If the picture I posted is proof of anything, it's proof of my growth as a person. Now, I don't want to kill people who take my picture. I just think they're dorks.

It used to be just awkward. I got annoyed anytime someone was like "i want a picture of everyone!"

It's anxiety now because it's "i want a picture of everyone...that will permanently be attached to your Facebook and everyone you know has access to it"

 

[HenryFlower]

Green splatter edition I believe limited to 2,500

Edit: I was wrong. It was limited to 4,000 copies and is out of print now

That's a pretty vinyl. I have the 180g translucent green one.

Haha, I'm exactly the same. When I'm actually trying to take a normal picture i know i will look as uncomfortable as i feel.

There's not even an, "i hope that came out good" moment. It's just, "well, that was a fucking mistake."



It used to be just awkward. I got annoyed anytime someone was like "i want a picture of everyone!"

It's anxiety now because it's "i want a picture of everyone...that will permanently be attached to your Facebook and everyone you know has access to it"

All of this, especially the last bit directed @Bullitt68. Another thing that gives me anxiety: trying to figure out wtf to do w/ my hands. I hate that shit. I almost understand why people always do dumb shit like peace signs or w/e.

Quick story: We were on the topic of self-portraiture in my philosophy of art class last semester & we ended up discussing selfies as the modern day self portrait. So we all got together to take a bunch of group selfies as a class & I just got into the main group one, made a face so void of expression that it would make a bonafide sociopath squirm & then skirted my way back to my seat w/o a word spoken while the rest of the class got all into the little exercise by taking a metric fuckton of selfies w/ each other & having general fun w/ it. I felt so uncomfortable the entire time & felt like a total anti-social dweeb as I sat there drowning in selfie anxiety lol

 

[Flemmy Stardust]

Another thing that gives me anxiety: trying to figure out wtf to do w/ my hands. I hate that shit. I almost understand why people always do dumb shit like peace signs or w/e.

I go with the arms around shoulders. It turns into headlocks when I'm drunk.

I'm looking through my Facebook...I'm doing it in every picture.

 

[Bullitt68]

Haha, I'm exactly the same. When I'm actually trying to take a normal picture i know i will look as uncomfortable as i feel.

When I went back for the holidays last year, I had to be in a bunch of pictures. At this point, I just don't care what I look like in pictures, but for some reason, in one of the pictures on Christmas, I decided that this picture was going to be the picture of me. I tried to have good posture, I held my arms at my sides, I went for a genuine smile, I thought I had everything covered. When I saw the picture, I looked like a demented robot.

It's anxiety now because it's "i want a picture of everyone...that will permanently be attached to your Facebook and everyone you know has access to it"

Two things on this. One, I've only been on Facebook for a year and only recently (and by recently I mean last week) have I actually put up a picture (the picture I posted here actually) and connected with old friends, so this kind of thinking is a new phenomenon for me. Two, I'm already in the habit of untagging myself from and hiding shit other people post of me. However, on that last point, that's less to do with picturephobia and more to do with general privacy. If I wanted everyone to know everything I did and everyone I did it with, I'd be taking and posting pictures of everything myself. But I don't. Because I don't.

I know that kind of thinking is anathema to virtually every other person on Facebook (and, really, to Facebook), but even if I make the concession and participate in social media, I can't help but participate as the antisocial hermit that I am.

Another thing that gives me anxiety: trying to figure out wtf to do w/ my hands.

Quick story

Ugh, I hated having to do goofy shit like that in classes. Not as bad as those first day, "let's-get-to-know-everybody" activities, but still bad. I get doing that kind of interactive shit when you're in kindergarten, but it felt like I did more of that shit in college than anywhere else.

I felt so uncomfortable the entire time & felt like a total anti-social dweeb as I sat there drowning in selfie anxiety lol

Peace comes when you realize they're the dweebs.

 

[Flemmy Stardust]

When I went back for the holidays last year, I had to be in a bunch of pictures. At this point, I just don't care what I look like in pictures, but for some reason, in one of the pictures on Christmas, I decided that this picture was going to be the picture of me. I tried to have good posture, I held my arms at my sides, I went for a genuine smile, I thought I had everything covered. When I saw the picture, I looked like a demented robot.

I always try. Always fail.

Two things on this. One, I've only been on Facebook for a year and only recently (and by recently I mean last week) have I actually put up a picture (the picture I posted here actually) and connected with old friends, so this kind of thinking is a new phenomenon for me. Two, I'm already in the habit of untagging myself from and hiding shit other people post of me. However, on that last point, that's less to do with picturephobia and more to do with general privacy. If I wanted everyone to know everything I did and everyone I did it with, I'd be taking and posting pictures of everything myself. But I don't. Because I don't.

I know that kind of thinking is anathema to virtually every other person on Facebook (and, really, to Facebook), but even if I make the concession and participate in social media, I can't help but participate as the antisocial hermit that I am.

I hardly use it now. I open it to see pictures of my nieces and nephews, and I'll respond to people that post stuff on my wall, but I'm pretty much done doing anything on there unprovoked.

I don't untag because i don't want to reveal when I'm self-conscious. So these awful pictures of me just stay attached to my account.

It'd be easiest to just get rid of it.

Ugh, I hated having to do goofy shit like that in classes. Not as bad as those first day, "let's-get-to-know-everybody" activities, but still bad. I get doing that kind of interactive shit when you're in kindergarten, but it felt like I did more of that shit in college than anywhere else.

Haha, first day of freshman year (i roomed with my high school buddy) we were a little late to the first floor meeting...like 20 seconds after it began.

We were walking to it, could see everyone sitting down in the lounge area where it was being held, and we heard the loser RA say "ok guys, let's do ice breakers!!"

Me and my roommate looked at each other and walked right past the meeting to the elevator.

 

[Bullitt68]

I always try. Always fail.

I hardly use it now [...] It'd be easiest to just get rid of it.

I avoided it like the plague for years and years. I'm glad that it's kind of died down now. It's allowed me to kind of sneak in, send friend requests just to the friends I was closest with, and then if other people notice me, they don't really care anymore now that the Facebook shine has worn off (and now that they've already amassed 976 "friends" and are no longer compulsively collecting new ones).

Haha, first day of freshman year (i roomed with my high school buddy) we were a little late to the first floor meeting...like 20 seconds after it began.

We were walking to it, could see everyone sitting down in the lounge area where it was being held, and we heard the loser RA say "ok guys, let's do ice breakers!!"

Me and my roommate looked at each other and walked right past the meeting to the elevator.

Words can't express how much joy this story brings me. That kind of shit always feels too much like cult behavior to me and I'm immediately suspicious of all people who don't react to it the way you did. It would've been nice to have had a friend with me but I had almost the exact same experience. My freshman year, they slipped the little flyer for the floor meeting under my door, I went there with the three people in my suite (my roomate, who dropped out before classes even started, and the two kids who lived in the adjoining room, all three of whom were strangers I'd known for just a few days at that point), and just as soon as the meeting was called to order the three "floor leaders" in charge started in with the same crap.

Maybe it's because I went to an art school and everybody there had a bunch of extra dork in them, but so many people seemed so excited that their excitement made it even harder to tolerate. Everyone started talking and I just got up and started walking out. One of the leaders asked where I was going (in the most insufferably chipper tone) and I didn't even break stride to say "Back to my room."

Socializing is annoying enough, but forced socializing?

 

[HenryFlower]

Ugh, I hated having to do goofy shit like that in classes. Not as bad as those first day, "let's-get-to-know-everybody" activities, but still bad. I get doing that kind of interactive shit when you're in kindergarten, but it felt like I did more of that shit in college than anywhere else.

The absolute worst. I especially hate the question "tell us something people don't usually know about you" or "tell us something you're really good at." Just get it over w/ & fucking kill me now.

Another one is in the film courses, when we go around introducing ourselves & have to say our favorite film. On the one hand, I hate this because I don't even say my actual favorite film as to avoid looking like a pretentious twat, so I just drop my favorite Nicolas Cage movie for the laughs & to save face. On the second hand, I get frustrated when the other students can't even think of an answer. Like why the hell are you a film major if you can't even conjure up a film that you would consider to be one of your absolute favorites? Or at least just really really really like? Just baffles me.

Haha, first day of freshman year (i roomed with my high school buddy) we were a little late to the first floor meeting...like 20 seconds after it began.

We were walking to it, could see everyone sitting down in the lounge area where it was being held, and we heard the loser RA say "ok guys, let's do ice breakers!!"

Me and my roommate looked at each other and walked right past the meeting to the elevator.

You are both heroes. I got really drunk on my first day of freshman orientation, which made the ice breakers relatively more tolerable.

I avoided it like the plague for years and years.

I had one in high school, but deleted it a year after I graduated. I held the fort for so long after that, but finally caved a couple months ago because I just felt so alienated from everyone I have been meeting @ school. I have since deactivated/reactivated it three times. Coincidentally enough I reactivated it earlier this morning.

Socializing is annoying enough, but forced socializing?

Preach! As if my agoraphobia & social anxiety wasn't shit enough w/o being bullied into socializing.

 

[Yunes]

Well this thread is ruined

 

[Flemmy Stardust]

Socializing is annoying enough, but forced socializing?

Ha, I'm not that anti-social...but forced socialization is torture. I hate running into people i know too well to avoid, but not well enough to have a normal conversation with. It always ends up being me doing all the work too, somehow.

College is full of dorks though. I kept entirely to myself in class in college. And i hated group work.

I was in this one Spanish course and we had to group up in 3s and ask each other basic questions. After several minutes - in which i was totally disengaged and didn't talk to the other two at all - my professor called on me to tell her about my group members.

She asked, "how old is whatsherface" so i just made up that she was 20. This dork girl blew up my spot by telling the teacher that she was 22, not 20. I looked at her like "are you fucking kidding me?"

Luckily two of my best friends were in that class with me and were cracking up at the situation.

 

[dildos]

I was in this one Spanish course and we had to group up in 3s and ask each other basic questions. After several minutes - in which i was totally disengaged and didn't talk to the other two at all - my professor called on me to tell her about my group members.

She asked, "how old is whatsherface" so i just made up that she was 20. This dork girl blew up my spot by telling the teacher that she was 22, not 20. I looked at her like "are you fucking kidding me?"

absolutely riveting story flemmy. got any more to share?

 

[Flemmy Stardust]

absolutely riveting story flemmy. got any more to share?

Sarcasm?

 

[dildos]

Sarcasm?

yeah, now i feel rude with my last post.

 

[GearSolidMetal]

You look like John Arbuckle, from Garfield.

If John Arbuckle liked cock.

Spoiler

Just roasting ya

Big props to everyone with the balls to post their pics!

 

[Flemmy Stardust]

yeah, now i feel rude with my last post.

Well it was rude and you should be ashamed of yourself.

 

[dildos]

You look like John Arbuckle, from Garfield.

If John Arbuckle liked cock.

you mother fucker! you made me spit out my johnnie walker black label whilst laughing!

 

[dildos]

Well it was rude and you should be ashamed of yourself.

tones of sarcasm again.

are you like sheldon cooper in the big bang theory and just cant sense sarcasm? or is it only online where you cant?