we went to the cheesecake factory
to celebrate jutraas' birthday/lsat rocking.
justin pulled out his phone and said,
"oh lovebirds, let me document this love."
i started out smiling
and he was kissing me on the cheek.
before the picture was taken,
i felt him pull away
and heard a "whhhaaa??!" reaction from the other diners.
i knew what was coming.
the.awkward.never.stops.
at least 97% of our pictures together
look like this.
awkward and blurry.
one day i'll make a coffee table book titled,
"snuggle bunnies"
filled with our awkward please-don't-touch-me pictures.
it shall be passed from generation to generation.
sidenote:
ignore that weird reflection on my boob.
i don't know what it is,
but i can promise you it's not a stain or normal.
random patches of my boobs don't shimmer through clothes.
i'm not a vampire.
were documented again.
moral of the story:
cory + brissa = awkward + kewl
brissa = not a vampire + straw protector
snuggle bunnies = my book title. steal it and die.