i rarely watched a same movie twice in the cinema, but this year i found out myself watched "transformers" and "twilight" twice. they're both great movies anyway, but in different type, of course.

"twilight" tells a story of edward cullen--a kind-hearted vampire--and isabella swan--an ordinary girl--fell in love with each other. i don't think i'll write the plot summary here since i don't feel like it, and i've to admit that the story was quite far beyond my imagination. i didn't read the book for sure, and yet i'm not planning to ;p but at least i know how it will be til the end of the tetralogy books: a happily-ever-after ending ;) *such a spoiler spoiler spoiler*

the thing is, in "twilight", i was mesmerized by edward cullen.

why? not because he's handsome--besides he's not wearing a red robe, armor, riding a horse, and able to fight with sword like edmund pevensie does ;p teehee--but for he's the most polite gentleman i've ever seen in a movie. and thanks to him, for i'm gladly crowned "twilight" as the most romantic movie of the year--for me, of course ;)

isabella swan: you've got to give me some answers.
edward cullen: i'd rather hear your theories.

isabella swan: i have considered radioactive spiders and kryptonite.
edward cullen: that's all superhero stuff, right? what if i'm not the hero?
                      what if i'm... the bad guy?

isabella swan: i'm not scared of you.
edward cullen: you really shouldn't have said that.

edward cullen: are you afraid?
isabella swan: i'm only afraid of losing you.

edward cullen: and so the lion fell in love with the lamb.

isabella swan: what a stupid lamb.

edward cullen: what a sick, masochistic lion.

my favorite scene yet mt favorite date too! ^^

the memorable first kiss

edward cullen: that's what you dream about? being a monster?
isabella swan: i dream about being with you forever.

and finally, the prom dance...

i was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
all of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys

then when the cops closed the fair, i cut my long baby hair

stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

have i found you

flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth

big pill looming

now i'm a fat house cat

nursing my sore blunt tongue

watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks

pissing on magazine photos

those fishing lures thrown in the cold

and clean blood of Christ mountain stream

have i found you

flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth

big pill stuck going down

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