number: i gave in

Well, today I will live a twenty-two hour day.

There will literally be only 22 hours in my day.

Why?

Because two hours of my life were wasted, WASTED I tell you.

On what? You might ask.

On TWILIGHT

Two hours I will never get back.

I got two hours older...for trashy Twilight.

You all, knowing my feelings on this, probably are asking,

"Twilight?! Why, Laura, WHY?!"

Well, here's how it happened:

My sister, a true-blue twilight guru begged me to watch this movie with her.

"Give it chance!" she said

"If you don't like it after you watch it I won't bug you about it any more, promise!"

So, I gave in.

Little sisters have a way of being annoyingly cute, stubborn, and irresistible...well, at least mine is...Anyhow, we put the movie in.

I went in thinking that this was going to be the worst movie I'd ever seen.

I probably was going to hate my life.

I've found that pessimism can actually make events/movies/experiences all the more enjoyable..because you set your expectations low. Therefore, you have a richer experience and find delight in ways you otherwise would not.

Alas, Twilight is an exception to this rule.

I did not hate it, mind you, but I found it altogether ridiculous, trashy, and not beneficial.

Here's why:

Edward compares Bella to heroin. Oh.My.Gosh. If a boy ever compares me to a drug I will ship him to some kind of rehab. Get out of my life, trashy boy.

The acting was sub-par. Actually, worse. I won't say any more on that. If you've watched it, you know what I'm talking about. If you haven't...let's just say that I laughed out loud in several scenes. *And by several I mean all but one.*

Bella and Edward look lustfully into one another's eyes too frequently and for durations of time that even married people should avoid. Laying in a field looking at each other and then Edward's skin sparkling? Give.Me.A.Break.

The one, and I mean ONE redeeming quality of this movie was Bella's annoying friend Jessica who had some semi-witty comments that accurately portrayed those of a teenage girl.

The movie ended and my sister looked at me and said,

"So, aren't you intrigued enough to read the books?!"

No. No, sweet, beautiful, darling sister.

I then received a lecture from her on why Twilight is really the best and that I was insane not to like it. My opinion was apparently flawed.

I continue my point: I lost two hours of my life.

And my sister did not accept that I did not like that movie.

That was the real tragedy.

On the positive side I had a lovely Christmas.

My family is wonderful.

I love spending time with them.

Also, watched 500 days of summer and loved it.

I did not waste an hour and a half on that one.

I'm just sayin'.

...until next time...