Ironically, I looked at my senior yearbook for the first time the other day.
(I've been out of high school for four years. >>; )
I had that same thought of just about every picture in the yearbook.
And I wanted to burn every picture but one.
I can tell which kid is me in the picture of my school's entire student body because I AM THE GRUMPIEST KID IN THE BLEACHERS.
And my actual senior photo? I look like someone was threatening me with a hot poker or something to get me to smile.
It's a good thing I participated in so little at my school because there is exactly one photo in the whole book that looks half decent, and it's the only photo I didn't know anyone took.