All right. These are pictures of me. And other people.

A little info about me might be nice. My name is Victoria.

Enjoy.

So this is me. I hate pictures.

Canada day 2002! Woo! I still hate pictures.

Christmas. 2003 I do believe. That deer is checking me out.
Perv.

That's me with a look that says "Oh my god. They want me to smile? Screw that.

This is me saying "Woooow! Look! Lotion!" Or something.
I really have no idea.

This is me. Valentines day, hair half done.
I'm saying "You jackass. Get the fuck outta my room with that camera."

This is me for a friends grad in 2000. My mom is camera happy.

Oh my god! Me again. You can imagine my mother saying
"Oh my moses, you look gorgeous. NOW SMILE or I'll
scratch your eyes out!" Me --> "Yes mum."

This is me in the morning. I hate mornings.
Screw you all.

This is me! At my house. Standing on my bed.
Hi.

Me again. Duh. Nice tan.

Me and the paramedics! I love these guys. Canada day.

This is a picture my mom made me take.
See that shirt thing I'm wearing? It's really a curtain.
No joke. Oh yeah. I'm 14 in this pic.

Me again. Sans the curtain. Again, 14 years of age. I'm 21 now.
I don't mind this pic. Maybe it's because I miss that top.

This is me. Sitting. In a park. With my biological family.

This is really how most of the pictures taken of me turn out.
Just hands blocking the lens.

This is me. In a stupid hat. In august. 2002 I think.

Now..this all looks very innocuous. That's right. Me on a tube- you can' t see my face. Look at the pic below.

Now if you look closely..I have a black eye in this pic.It's because the day before..the same guy driving the boat that's pulling me here..smashed me into the side of another boat head first while I was on a tube- hence why I also look angry. The whole time I was swearing at him saying "IF YOU DO WHAT YOU DID YESTERDAY YOU DIE." Along with a few 'Fuck you's' and so forth. This was in '98.

Me and Chantel on Canada day in 2000.

Canada day, a bunch of guys I found in the legislature fountain. Oh. And a little munchkin who
made sure he was in most of my pics in the damn fountain.

This picture is so old. I think it's like..'98? Maybe? Eh. Falene- Kendal- James-
Me- Chris.

Me and my best friend Nic in..uhh..New years..1999.

Me trying to look badass. Or..it may just be that I hate pictures. Me and Nicole again.

This was the play 'How to eat like a child' we did in..2001. I'm the little girl on her knees (ha ha)
in the front row- blue vest, orange shirt beneath it.

All right, this is Chris'..second guy from the left..graduation. I'm the chick in fron- You know what.
If you don't know what the hell I look by now you can get off my page.

Chris' grad in 2000 again. We're going to his grad ceremony.

This is my graduation. That's my mom and my dad.

This was my crappy grad pic. Woo. Hoo. Class of 2001 baby.

Baby pics! This is me. I think back in..'85? Whoo. Icecream.

That's me in the pink dress- that's my step-dad and that woman is my
birth mother and she's holding my brother James. Well..almost holding him..

This is me and some red headed kid at my birthmoms wedding in..'85.
I was evil then too. I do believe I'm about to drop that spindle on her head.
And I look very happy about the prospect. Some things never change.

Those people to the left? Yeah, I have no idea who they are. Otherwise the
people actually /in/ the picture who matter are all sitting together.
That polkadotted one is me- the red shirt one is my sis Mel- the guy is my step-dad,
the woman is my step-dads sis Wendy..and that boy is my bro James.

Us again! But I was able to crop those weirdos out.

Some people know I was raised in the ghetto. This pic seems to speak to
that fact. The reality of this picture is my step-dad did my hair. Great job man.