I have returned to normal life after finishing Twilight in a single day. Let me be clear about this: it's not a "good" book. But it is very addictive. Very entertaining. I can't wait to read the sequels.
I have to tell you about this really weird thing that happened to me while reading Twilight on the street though. This guy came up to me. He was maybe 45 years old, had a ponytail and was eating pistachio nuts.
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Guy: Bonjour blablablabalabllaa
Bee: Parlez-vous Anglais?
Guy: Yessss... I was just saying you have beautiful eehh... cheeks! Cheeks! One like a tomate.. ehh a tomato... the other like a flower...
Guy: Yesss... beautiful... where are you from?
Guy: Ah beautiful. I know Rotterdam. And Amsterdam. You know my friend told me I should act on my instinct and so I thought this girl has nice cheeks and I thought I must tell her!
Guy: I am a poet. [Breaks out into French poetry rants] Would you like some pistachio nuts?
Bee: No thanks, I should go
Guy: I go to movies a lot. I get tickets because I am a poet. [Some more French poetry rants] Do you want my phone number so we can go to the cinema?
Bee: I don't think that's such a great idea, but thanks
Guy: Or my email?
Bee: No that's ok. I really have to go. Bye!
Guy: You know in French it is normal to give kisses on the cheek. But with you I would like to do something different.
Guy: You know Transylvania? You know Dracula? Because you have cheeks like tomatoes and flowers, I would like to bite your cheeks. Let's do that.
Bente: ?!?!?!? No.
Guy: Oh but I am not crazy. I am not weird. It is not just because I want to bite your cheeks. But it rhymes with the poem I write about meeting you. [Another couple of lines of French poetry]. Only if I bite your cheeks it will rhyme. So can I?
Bee: ?!?! No!
Guy: Oooooh... Really? No bite? [Sees my face] Oh but then next time we meet, if destiny allows us, if fate allows us, then next time I can bite your cheeks right? [while grabbing my hand]
Bee: Um. I don't think so. Byeeeeeeeeee!
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HOW WEIRD IS THAT?!?!
Well he sure wasn't the vampire boyfriend I was longing for while reading the book. Pff.I'll stick with MrBee.