Edward Vs. Jacob

Okay, first of all, I am in love with Jacob Black. I am just a small school girl who has a HUGE crush on Jacob. I have to admit, I used to be obsessed with Edward Cullen, but after watching New Moon, the second movie to the Twilight Saga. After watching it I realized how creepy, stalky, ugly, wierd, dangerous, horrible and rude! He totally leaves Bella in Forks and expects her to live without him and then he shows back up and thinks that nothing changed and everything can go back the way it was! Ah! It drives me crazy! And I cannot believe that Bella actually took him back! After everything he put her through! She still opens her arms to him! Grrr...

While Edward was gone, Jacob mended her heart, and fell in love with her. They are meant to be! Not Edward and Bella! That is just absurd! Well anyways, I think that she would be more safe with a werewolf then a vampire. Sure, a werewolf can get mad and transform, but Jacob could never hurt Bella! He could not hurt her! He would not hurt her!

Of course you can always argue the point that Jacob did not imprint on her and that is where I come in! I am the girl for Jacob! But, since Mrs. Stephenie did not include me in her romance series I am not really an option here. So, let's get back to the book. In Eclipse, Jacob kisses Bella and tells her that he loves her. That is where she is supposed to realize that she loves him too!

Then, finally, at the end of that book she does realize it, but still insists on choosing that filthy bloodsucker! It makes me sick to my stomach! He is so revolting and disgustingly ugly! Ew! And then you look at Jacob, tan, muscular, sensitive, sweet, and just plain sexy! How can you chose Edward?

What to do on a Snowy Day :P

If you know me, you will know that I absolutely hate the snow! I seriously wouldn't care if it never snowed again! Some people think that I would miss it, but really...I wouldn't! Snow is cold, wet, crunchy, hard, gross, yellow, brown, boring and it causes to much craziness! I hate the snow! But since we live here, I have to deal with it! About a third of the year here in Utah is freezing cold and about a fourth of the year it is covered in icy wet snow. Because I have to deal with it I have found things that I can do to have fun while the snow is here. This weekend I actually played in it! Crazy huh? I know! But I have to admit...it was a little fun. I'm going to share with you my cold, wet day.
It was three in the afternoon on a Saturday and I didn't have anything to do. I was already frozen as it was. I was sitting at my computer with three pairs of pants on, two shirts and a sweatshirt with a pair of fluffy pink socks. My sister and her friends were shouting and yelling as they climbed the stairs. They quickly got on their snow clothes and told me that they were going sledding but I had to go with them since they needed someone older than them to watch over them. Great! I thought, even more cold. I looked out the window and it was snowing again. I died inside. This season would never be over.
I called three of my friends and we were off! Just down the street from my house is a huge hill that was covered with snow that hadn't been touched. I set my sled down and kneeled down in the snow. I heard the loud crunch and sighed. If I got snow down in my shoes, in my shirt or down my pants, I would have to shoot somebody. My sister gave me a unexpected push and woosh!! I was off! The snow flew in my face making my teeth chatter. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting the snow to get into my eyes. And before I knew it, I had reached the end of the hill. I laid there, unmoving, staying as still as I could to see what my friends and sister would do. Seconds later they were calling my name and running down to help me. The were all crouched around me when I jumped up and yelled "Ahhaa!" They screamed and claimed they weren't scared. But I knew better!
After an hour of sledding, I couldn't feel my ears, nose, fingers or toes. I felt the ice cold snow melt and slowly slid down my spine. I hated the snow more than anything in the world. We climbed back up the hill and went to my house for hot soup. I loved the feeling of the hot liquid streaming down my cold throat. But we weren't done with the snow yet. My friends dragged me back outside and we made three snowmen! The snowmen were a family. My polygamist family. My husband, ET, was the largest one and he was in the middle. We admired our work and then we sled down to my other friends house for a movie.
We got there dripping wet. My hair was ruined, my mascara was running and I looked like rudolph. We changed into some sweats and crawled downstairs to sit by the warm fire and to watch one of our favorite movies, Pearl Harbor. If you haven't seen it, I highly recomend it. It is a very, I repeat very good movie.
So, all in all it was a pretty fun day. I woke up this morning and guess what? It snowed so much during the night that you couldn't even see our snowmen. And guess what else? Their heads had fallen off :( Sad, I know. But I've promised myself that when I graduate...I'm moving somewhere tropical! And I mean it! I hate the snow!

RUN

Just when I thought I was safe I felt somebody following me. I stopped in my tracks, letting my heart pound against my ribs. My breathing got heavier and louder. I heard a crunch of the dying leaves littering the ground and I flipped my head around only to see a large dark figure. His oval face was tilted down as if to hide himself from me. I breathed out seeing a lightly colored cloud of breath in the cooling air.
The figure, definitely a man, looked up at me with eyes cold as a stormy winter’s night and as dark as coal. The panic in my throat wanted to burst out into a deafening scream, but it transformed into a lump, and I couldn’t. They had sent somebody for me.
I turned, looking down at the out-stretched road which lay in front of me, wishing I had a place to hide. But there was nowhere. No buildings, no tunnels, no safety, nothing to hide me. The sky was a blue-gray that warned everyone that a storm was coming. The howl of the wind in the trees lining the street made my stomach jump and turn into a tight knot.
I could hear the footsteps getting closer, but I was paralyzed with fear in the middle of the road. They couldn’t get me yet, not yet. I couldn’t leave everything that I had worked for behind. I had done too good of a job blending in to just disappear.
The thought of me sitting in a tiny cell without any light, with prisoners claiming their innocence, with the trickle of water falling aimlessly in the middle of that small, cramped room, made my stomach churn. I couldn’t go back. I’d escaped from that nightmare once and I didn’t plan on going back anytime soon, even if I was guilty. There was only one thing left to do.
Run.