Leigh's Twi-Anniversary

Wow. One whole year has passed since I first stepped foot in this crazy world of Twilight.

This time last year I was humming along in life, graduating university and stepping out into the big bad working world. Most afternoons I would car-pool home with a friend who worked down the road, it started out great we would chat about our day and what was coming up on the weekend.

Soon into our lift sharing relationship it started to get weird, she would no longer burst with chatter and sing along to the radio, she was quiet and fidgety. After a few days I had to ask what the heck was going on?! She took a deep breath and said, "I'm in love with a vampire".
Me: "What?"
Her: "His name is Edward Cullen and he lives in the Twilight books I've been reading. I can't stop thinking about him and the four books. I googled his name like ten times today. It's taking all my strength not to bury my head in the book right now."
Me: *Bursts into laughter*

It would be another month before she could convince me to pick up Twilgiht and give it a go. I had never liked vampires although I love reading fiction.

I got through Twilight as fast as I could - reading in lunch, before bed and waking up early. I was hooked and the rest is, well, twistory.

Taking advice from those who had read them before me, I paced myself for the next three books and managed to drag the saga out for four weeks!!

The whole month of April sped by. I'm not even kidding, I have NO clue what the hell happened during that month. I probably missed someone's birthday, but I didn't care.



So here we are, one year on and I am shocked to say the least at where I am.
Running multiple twitter accounts (to hide my addiction from the RLers) a blog and chatting daily with some amazing people - most of whom are on the other side of the world. All thanks to Twilight.
marie: *coughs & pretends to be distracted when the multiple twitter accounts is mentioned*

While I'm not as bad as I was when the obsession started, I still have moments where I realise it's probably not normal to the RLers.

Things like scanning through the magazine rack at the store and often who ever I'm with, BF, friends even my Mum will point out "oh look, it's Edward". Not only have I already spotted these, I usually know IMMEDIATELY where that pic was taken (CannesRob, RomeRob, NYRob) and I've probably already read the scans online. That's normal right??
marie: *nods head enthusiastically* Oh, it's definitely normal!


I dare you to look away now... Too late you're hooked.
marie: Ummm.....Leigh, I'll just stay right here while you finish up.

I freak out if I don't check into Twitter or blogger for a few days because I know there will be tons to catch up on. Who am I kidding? I'm usually never far from DM land anyway so I rarely go days....
marie: *snorts* Go ahead and go on vacation again, my DM inbox will still be full.

I speak in a strange language that includes (insertfavourite)ward, *died*, eeek and UNF.
But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Thanks for embracing me Twilight world, I heart you. Hard.


Even if you did do this to my brain.
I'm sorry but I can't remember where I found this pic originally...

P.S. Last night I reached a new low (or high? I can't decide) by dreaming about Mr Pattinson. It wasn't the kind of dream I thought I'd have of him, and it wasn't set in the bathroom of a London pub like I had hoped - but at Disneyland. He was dressed like a mad professor and looked pissed to be there, but graciously accepted my offer of a photo (Damn I'm a loser fan even in my dreams!!). He then proceeded to kiss me on the cheek for the photo I made my BF take, and was patient while I tried DESPERATELY to call marie, and failed. Then he gave me his broken cigarette lighter to throw away, and I scolded him for not saying please (as marie pointed out - pfft! as if I wouldn't have kept it and built a shrine around it!?). He apologised and said he would make it up to me over dinner tomorrow, then walked away. To top it off, the pic failed and I was so sad becuase I thought marie would not believe my story without proof *sniff*.

So dream Rob, I'll await our dinner date tonight in my sleep...