Howling at the New Moon

What do I like the Twilight Saga ?



Are you kidding, look at the transformation jacob black ( taylor lautner ) has gone through. I'm seriously wondering if he went for nip-tuck or anything, because yes, hell you gotta admit he looks so damn hot in New Moon. And that was how he looked like in Twilight :


WARNING : JACOB UGLY BLACK IN TWILIGHT.

E! HOT ISSUE OF THE MONTH : JACOB DUCKLING HAS TURNED INTO BEAUTIFUL SWAN - JACOB SEXY BLACK

Who is Taylor Lautner kissing?

Is Taylor Swift man!Is taylor swift babeh!! c'on man, she is damn hot. And don't you want to kill yourself to watch her boyfriend in action in NEW MOON ? hell yeah, I do!

Above all, Bella Swan & Edward Cullen!

They're so damn sweet together, and they will be in Italy for New Moon. How cool is that?

The Cullens family working together is hell of a scene, being hot and in action. Explosive !

The actions, the killing, the blood, the hot actors and actresses, the amazing sound effect, the terrific story line, the suspense of the ending, the brilliant blood-eaters, the perfect faces ....

That is what I love about the twilight saga ! :)

IGNOMINIOUS

I saw the back of her body, hunched forward. I followed her gaze to find an empty road. She was sitting there alone, with her many suitcases, as if looking and waiting for someone. Perhaps she was waiting for a ride home. I walked towards her, and greeted her with a polite tone. She looked back at me with a pair of watery eyes, wary and hopeful. In that instant, her face was lit up with a big smile, as though she was glad that I bothered to say hi. As though I was the only one who was not threatened by her presence, and the only one who'd showed the slightest interest in her.

So I was thinking, she came to this school alone and with nothing. Being a new teacher must be difficult for her. Most of the time, we've been too busy being selfish, and in a way we ignored her feelings.

For the record, I think you've been teaching really well, Pn.V :)

LANGUID

I pulled my knees close to my heart. Wondered to myself in the small of my heart, 'if anything would be different'. In a fortnight, she'd be gone. Going to a different phase of life, I bet she ponders as hard as I do, that how would things change? Being apart from people she was close to, and growing closer to people she wouldn't know, if not for this chance. An opportunity that was made for them to meet, and fall in love.

Never had been close to any of them, but I am really not that big on departures. The room will feel so empty, and hollow. Like neither of them had lived here before. I'm left with the room along with the closets and the empty beds, feeling alone and hopeless.

I've been hearing all my life about how difficult it will be to be apart from your own sibling. Yet I find myself asking dubiously how far the truth value could be. You see, some people, oops, most people think their siblings are annoying, and they acquiesced that they would die to be left alone.

Well, frankly, if you are dead, you are alone. Hilarious and ironic.

The thing is, I've never been through the phase when I started jumping around with a face reddened with rage. I've never been through the phase when I shed a tear because it's sweet to have them around neither. Youngest, I was shaped into a disciplined kid. I was expected to be responsible of my own act, to face and handle my own consequeces. No, I'm not saying they won't be there for me if things slip out of hand. I'm just saying, I've grown to that kid I was expected to be. Because they were all grown up when I was a kid, they had all grown into an adult that could deal with their own mess perfectly well.

I guess, since then, it's been kind of difficult for any of us to open up.

I guess, there won't be a chance when you're gone, bigsis. Nevertheless, all the best over there. To a brand new and happy married life.

SORE

My body is dead. I can't move. I can't talk.

Everyone has definitely been through alot.

P/S : Is a fregging cool vid : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogDhdftVMP4

Smiling from my heart.

A man that I share my darkest secrets with. He's the one that I know I could trust, with all my heart. He believes in me more than anyone else. He cheers me up when I'm in the worst mood. He takes care of me so well, he sends me home early and makes sure I'm safe. He protects me when mat rempits eye me. He accepts me for who I am. He doesn't care if I'm fat or has a few pounds to lose. He listens to my grumbling and whining each day. He never gets bored of what I was going to tell him even though I might have told him for the 10th time. He finds me amusing each time he sees me. He reads my mind and comprehend every sentence before I could speak it. He tells me that he loves me. Even when the sun comes out the next day, he will still be there with me, he loves me!

It's been 368 days with my baby. With each day past, I appreciate him better than the one before. I love you baby, and happy first year anniversary. I look forward to each day with you, and I've finally learned to be optimistic. I have faith that we will stay strong and ride on our love as long.

You've been the greatest companion anyone could ever find. You've been the most patient person I've known. Idk why, but I see you changing everyday, for better of course. You used to be so impatient and me being so hot-tempered, we argued so frequently. Now, I think we've not been in that arguing stage for almost 4 or 5 months. Yet, our life together is still so damn interesting.

Baby, thanks for fetching me when you didn't have to. For hanging out with my friends too and sending kedric and brenda home. I mean, seriously, you didn't have to do all these and you did it.

And that time? Bringing bubble tea for me to tuition just because I craved for it.

And the other time when I was having exams, you cheered me up when I was so stressed and shiz.

And so many other times.

You know baby,in your arms, I laugh 10 times more than I usually do. In your arms, I feel safe. In your arms, I find love. I love you baby.

It's awesome that you still bear with me.