I tend to pride myself on my perspective of the world. I look at life through a viewfinder often different from that of those around me. My thoughts are not usually similar to many and I enjoy being such a unique spirit...in fact, when asked to describe me using one word, my friends used words like "uncommon," "quirky," "odd."

Sadly, I must admit to you all tonight that in spite of myself and all my independence, I have been duped. I have been shanghighed. I have been hooked. You see, as I sat in a dark movie theater tonight, sighing, getting the chills and basically swooning - along with every other girl in the movie theater - the realization hit me as the credits roll. I too have a huge sized crush on Cedric Diggery.

Not since David Boreanez graced the small screen as Angel has a vampire been so attractive. I mean sure, Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt were ok in Interview, but vampires still seemed dark and violent creatures...THESE vampires sparkle...I mean, seriously.

I am glad to say however that I am not as crazy as the girl sitting next to me. She came into the theater and sat next to me, saying hello as if we'd known each other forever rather than the 2.4 seconds we had actually been in the same room. As soon as the previews started, she started having a panic attack and though I offered her a paper bag, she kept on hyperventilating. I think she rather enjoyed it...at one point someone got loud and she hollered in the room, "I will break your face."

It is with a small bit of shame that I head to my bed tonight...with my copy of Twighlight and hopes of meeting my Tall, Pale and Sparkly sometime real soon.