I promised myself I wouldn't blog about useless topics and unimportant aspects of my life, but I not only feel that New Moon deserves a spastic post, but adds any sort of significance into my obsessive life. Twilight, you are the seed to my obsessive life. Causing me to obsess over fictional vampires and soon enough causing me to believe that special people, were in reality, vampires. And now, speculating some to be werewolves.
The Twilight Saga; New Moon. I must give you props, you have redeemed yourself.
I remember reading New Moon, hating Jacob Black. I hated his every Native American, Quiluete guts. Reading New Moon with hate and my anger boiling, waiting for Edward Cullen's return. But, Chris Weitz, I am in love with Jacob. You have completely changed my opinions on the wolf pack and I have gone from Team Edward to Team Jacob.
Yes, I cried during the movie. Yes, I am a sap for werewolves. Just kidding, but I did cry. New Moon brought back so many nostalgic memories. Failing to do homework and staying up just to read, crying on Edward's departure, crumbling the sides of my book on the thought of Jacob, holding hands with my personal Edward (-_-) walking to sixth period... The list goes on! And just maybe, I might have to plan on watching Eclipse all on my own. Although I pray for better acting skills upon the "beloved" vampire and the damsel in distress Bella. Taylor Launter, you're perfect the way you are, oh my god.
Eclipse, I promise to be first in line on the first midnight showing, wearing my Team Jacob t-shirt. I promise!
Just kidding, though I hope to watch it on midnight..
Too freaking pretty...
"Don't get me upset."
My favorite scene, the tragic hero of the story.
Just because Momo reminds me of Jake, when he's a werewolf that is.
I am done spazzing. The fire has just died out. Irrelevance.
Leave him the hell alone, you're ruining my life. Fuck.
