I'm rereading the Twilight series again. I think I've lost count of how many times I've read these books.
It's more than a little embarrassing. There are so many problems with these books; I won't even try to defend them. (Especially not Breaking Dawn. I don't plan on rereading that one.) But I recently read this post by The Bloggess and decided I would not feel guilty about loving what I love.
Every time I start rereading Twilight, I can't put it down. I get so caught up in the story. My only explanation is that Bella is so relatable. (For me, at least.) The insecure girl who falls down a lot and can't believe the super hot, unattainable guy would actually like her...
I think it also makes me nostalgic for high school. When Bella's sitting next to Edward in biology, I reminisce about sitting next to Brad in biology.
I wasn't good at science, anyway, and he made it hard to concentrate. He was such a bad boy (complete with long hair), and I never thought he'd like me. I think I was still wearing Winnie the Pooh tee shirts at that point. But for some reason, he was into me. He met me after French and walked me to English every day, and he gave me my first kiss outside of Mr. Bowman's classroom.
He called me every night, but I was so in awe of his coolness that I could never think of anything interesting to say. As a result, this relationship lasted for about three weeks. He was no Edward Cullen, able to see past my shyness.
(On a side note, all my friends were a little scared of him. And then, he cut is hair and turned into a skater and they decided he was pretty hot.)
Anyway, like many other teenage girls, I'm head over heels for Edward Cullen. (Well, except when he's acting like a creepy stalker.) And I know guys like him do not actually exist, but it's fun to live in that fantasy world for a while.
Tonight I'll start rereading New Moon. I think it's appropriate right now while I'm working through my own disappointment about a relationship that didn't work out. Now I just need to find my own real-life Jacob Black, who will help me build a motorcycle and take me cliff jumping...
It's more than a little embarrassing. There are so many problems with these books; I won't even try to defend them. (Especially not Breaking Dawn. I don't plan on rereading that one.) But I recently read this post by The Bloggess and decided I would not feel guilty about loving what I love.
Every time I start rereading Twilight, I can't put it down. I get so caught up in the story. My only explanation is that Bella is so relatable. (For me, at least.) The insecure girl who falls down a lot and can't believe the super hot, unattainable guy would actually like her...
I think it also makes me nostalgic for high school. When Bella's sitting next to Edward in biology, I reminisce about sitting next to Brad in biology.
I wasn't good at science, anyway, and he made it hard to concentrate. He was such a bad boy (complete with long hair), and I never thought he'd like me. I think I was still wearing Winnie the Pooh tee shirts at that point. But for some reason, he was into me. He met me after French and walked me to English every day, and he gave me my first kiss outside of Mr. Bowman's classroom.
He called me every night, but I was so in awe of his coolness that I could never think of anything interesting to say. As a result, this relationship lasted for about three weeks. He was no Edward Cullen, able to see past my shyness.
(On a side note, all my friends were a little scared of him. And then, he cut is hair and turned into a skater and they decided he was pretty hot.)
Anyway, like many other teenage girls, I'm head over heels for Edward Cullen. (Well, except when he's acting like a creepy stalker.) And I know guys like him do not actually exist, but it's fun to live in that fantasy world for a while.
Tonight I'll start rereading New Moon. I think it's appropriate right now while I'm working through my own disappointment about a relationship that didn't work out. Now I just need to find my own real-life Jacob Black, who will help me build a motorcycle and take me cliff jumping...
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