I am obsessed with Twilight.
I’ve read the books, and have seen every film.
I owe it all to my good friend J-qwan, who dragged me and a few friends out of Coronado to The El Con Mall one cold desert night.
Once a fuggin’ gain i’m hungover.
Like, it’s real bad.
I pretended like I was 21 last night, and was running around like a wild animal taking Kamikaze shots.
“Who am I?” and, “Who have I become?” are standard phrases after a night out.
Also, NOOO is used frequently after an evening on the town.
I decided it would be relaxing to go and see the final Twilight movie in the comfy chairs at the Arclight with equally die hard fan,
I thought I semi cured my hangover with the greasy, but great pizza at Village, but realized an hour into the movie I was not okay.
I’m not going to give away the film, but there’s a MAYJOUR twist in the movie.
It must have been because of my hangover, but I nearly passed out after sobbing, screaming, and trying to control my breathing.
Like I was seeing the headlines flash before my eyes:
“Girl passes out in Twilight movie at Arclight.”
“Twilight fan faints at pivotal moment in film.”
I’m being 100% serious when I say I almost fainted.
I’ve never reacted like this except in the train episode of Grey’s Anatomy when the two people were stuck in the pole.
Needless to say it was AMAZING.
A M A Z I N G.
Go see it, but be sure to bring an inhaler or some type of calming medication.