Wow, that is really awkward... I wasn't even thinking about the people that might want to make me look bad.
Yeah... I got you weren't, I just meant to draw an analogy with my case.
Man, cameras are POWER these days...
I think so too, I sort of miss the old days when people were allowed to do all sorts of crazy shit and there wouldn't be anyone by the perimeter taking pictures/recording with their cellphones just to kill their boredness out their minds or whatever reason...
I don't have any secretive shameful habits, but nonetheless overall I think it's better to avoid getting judged in the open by a lot of possibly narrowminded people. I do know people with many sorts of unfortunate(imo) stubborn views about life and society, and I have had my share of holy crusades against them. Nowadays I'm happy not dealing with this unless it's absolutely necessary.
But, if some of my drunk pictures would see the daylight, I'd probably just laugh at them. I just feel really uncomfortable that anyone could find them at one place... And, there is a distortion there that does not reflect who I am. I mean, no one will take a picture when I am lying on the sofa reading, but someone will take a picture when I am running around with my genitalia censored only by some duct tape. So... what kind of picture will people have of me?! Damn, if I can make it any harder for them to have, I will. It is UNNATURAL that all of my acquaintances knows ALL that I do. I think I own the right to decide who sees the lunatic side of me.
Yeah, the drunk goofness alone doesn't bother me much, it's kind of funny, though I don't even drink anymore(I've embraced all the healthy habits) and disassociating myself with the party animal stereotype entirely would be desirable. But I don't regret it at all either, I'm glad I've done all the things I've done
Long story there, but there are some aggravating background things to few of my pics besides the
party time protocol stuff
... and those bother me quite a bit, since they could arguably give a distorted impression of what was going on, seeming I was gathered with pretty wasted people sniffin coke. I don't have any problem whatsoever with illegal drugs, but I don't do them and that's not the kind of thing you need people such as your mostly catholic extended family or a conservative rightwing religious new boss (of an overall great job) to ever wonder about you. Even more if he's already not all pleased with your long hair and your apparent metalhead pose.