Twilight Weekend

Grabe, I had a blast last night. Got in at around 2AM with my head still ringing. No, it's not because of the movie. Well, the movie was... I don't know, blah. There's so much more excitement in the book. It came across as a very watered-down version of the action part. But boy, the cheesiness was still puke-inspiring. When Edward said the line "You are my life now", any other girl would've swooned but man, I think the whole theater felt me cringe (along with my five friends). Okay, so Edward is undeniably attractive, but after 10 minutes of his utterly fake paleness (we could see the natural blush of Robert Pattinson from under the smothering of powder. And his really red ears gave his obviously still-beating and blood-distributing heart away), it he didn't do much for me anymore. On the other hand, Jasper was surprisingly popular amongst us. James came in third (I think Carlyle is second). Hahaha. The human-blood-sucking vampire was hot. He kept running around bare-chested. Woohoo.

As for Bella... She was... I don't know. She was a little bit detached, I think. It was okay at the first part when she was going around zombie-ish, not caring at all. It was so her. But when she met Edward, she didn't really show signs of her obsession. She was too "cool". Then there was that burst of emotion in the hospital scene. It was weird. We were all like, "Where did that come from?!" But I think her acting way five notches better than Edward's.

Of course, everybody loved Charlie. He's the best, really. And the only scene that really had me staring and kind of emoting was when Bella had to leave. It was Charlie who provided the drama. I love him.

Overall, it was just blah. It didn't suck to the pits of hell; it wasn't great either. Forgettable. I can't even replay clearly any scene in my head (except the ones in the trailers because I've seen those millions of times).

Anyway, the movie wasn't what made my whole evening. My friends did. Goodness, I didn't realize how much I've missed them!

So after the movie, we went to the restroom. This was GB3 so the restroom was nice and had a couch. We didn't really mean to but we sort of just hung out inside the restroom on the couch and dissed the movie. Haha. I love them for their dissing skills. I swear. I know it's mean but with them you just can't help joining in. They're absolutely hilarious!

Before seeing the movie, we had a bit of dinner and got to talking about Robert Pattinson. One of them said that she heard that he had a boyfriend. So is he gay? We don't know for sure. Don't really care either. Then the other one (who already saw the movie earlier this week) complained about Robert's voice as not being deep enough (the book described it as velvelty and Robert's just isn't). But then I remembered one scene from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (where Rob plays Cedric Diggory), the one in the bridge where he told Harry about submerging the egg in water. He said something like, "You know that prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor? It's not a bad place to take a bath." (We added that at this point Harry must've been thinking, "Hold on, is he asking me to take a bath with him?" Lol.) Then Cedric added, "Bring your egg."

I did a (very bad) Cedric impersonation during dinner last night and when I said the "bring your egg" part, we all just cracked up. What with the gay rumours and something else... Yeah. It's all green up there.

Anyway, my friend told me that she'll definitely remember that line in the movie. We'll know when - she'll laugh. So during the CR-tambay period, I asked her during which scene did she remember that line. She said it was the scene where Edward was pinning James against the wall and was about to bite his neck. Hahahaha. Wonderful homoerotic scene right there.

So after we realized that we've been hanging out in a place where people do numbers 1 and 2, we decided to head on downstairs and find a better place to chat. Starbucks was packed beyond its overflowing point so we went in Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf. We scored couch seats and another table. So we settled in with our drinks and kind of caught up. Same same at first, what's new, who's with who, any news about latest developments and stuff. We also covered pervy professors, expecting ex-schoolmates, high school crushes, all of that. It's never boring with these people. We ended up talking about farting techniques! It was crazy. We all couldn't stop laughing even though our stomachs felt like imploding already. People were starting to look our way too, but we didn't care. There was no silence sign anywhere.

I absolutely love these people. It was so refreshing just letting loose with them. We've known each other for what, about 8-10 years now and have been close for half of them. (Note: this isn't my "official" barkada. I have different sets of friends. Lol.) They know how kooky I can get and they don't care. Green jokes are enthusiastically received. And they make the best hirits in the world (all my friends do, actually). What I love about them is that I don't have to censor myself. I could just be me, totally. I can be as stupid as I can get and not fear that they'd think less of me. We can laugh with and at each other and it wouldn't really matter. Sometimes, we just laugh with no reason at all. Someone might just laugh out of nowhere (maybe because she remembered something funny) and then we'd just laugh at that person because she looks crazy or laughs funny. And so we'd just all be laughing and holding our stomachs for no reason at all and it would just be a whole lot of fun.