i'd just like to throw out there that twicon was a huge fail.

budget cuts, crappy organization, line ups up the wazoo. chubsters squeezing into those skinny jeans a la kstew. greasy haired tributes to the sex god, mr. robert pattinson, or robward cullenson as the absoulte nutters fervently scream.
at least kellan lutz touched me. and apologized to me for being my being canadian. yeah, so what my country lacks in the material goodness of america, and it also lacks in the passionate decision that we are the best nation in all the world. we're humble-- we know we're the best, we just don't throw it in people's faces.
but coming from kellan's mouth... an apology to me for living in a nation everyone's secretly jealous of... i was incredibly sorry i was canadian.

but besides the point, twicon, twilight and texas in general was such a fail. the hotel was disorganized, the mary kay ladies were a thorn in my side. suitemates who are possible men were interesting. sandwich bag beds were uncomfortable. vhs quality PAID twilight was fucking epic fail.

i'm glad it's over. to be honest, i had more fun staying up in the hotel room and being with the people i came to see than i did actually participating in the god forsaken twilight convention that was going on downstairs. don't get me wrong, i love twilight. but apparently not enough to spend 5 days in a foreign country, marinating myself in everything twi-and twilight related. i don't want to sit in on panels on how to be a better fan fiction writer. yes, the categories were funny, especially the imaginary robert pattinson rape fantasy category BECAUSE YOU KNOW EVERYONE'S WRITTEN ONE. and if they haven't, they're going to. and they could've used help on the pannel.

i'm just disenchanted, i suppose. this was too much, i booked too long ago. i haven't even read the books in almost 5 months. i'll pull out new moon in the appropriate time to review just how much of a fail the movie will be (the eternal optimist in me has yet to return from her holiday) but until then, i have life to live. i have a gym schedule to stick to once i'm over my texas twi-flu, kings of leon to fawn over at the concert which is in 8 short days (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), school to start, new york to debate over (adam... ? agh comp-leee-kaaay-shuns) and everything else in between.

i'm also really angry that our hotel room didn't have cable so i couldn't watch sytycd last week. although, i was farr too drunk last wednesday to actually work the remote, so we could've had cable. oh well, season six starts SO SOON. and so does vampire diaries. no homework, here i come...

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i'd just like to throw out there that twicon was a huge fail.

budget cuts, crappy organization, line ups up the wazoo. chubsters squeezing into those skinny jeans a la kstew. greasy haired tributes to the sex god, mr. robert pattinson, or robward cullenson as the absoulte nutters fervently scream.
at least kellan lutz touched me. and apologized to me for being my being canadian. yeah, so what my country lacks in the material goodness of america, and it also lacks in the passionate decision that we are the best nation in all the world. we're humble-- we know we're the best, we just don't throw it in people's faces.
but coming from kellan's mouth... an apology to me for living in a nation everyone's secretly jealous of... i was incredibly sorry i was canadian.

but besides the point, twicon, twilight and texas in general was such a fail. the hotel was disorganized, the mary kay ladies were a thorn in my side. suitemates who are possible men were interesting. sandwich bag beds were uncomfortable. vhs quality PAID twilight was fucking epic fail.

i'm glad it's over. to be honest, i had more fun staying up in the hotel room and being with the people i came to see than i did actually participating in the god forsaken twilight convention that was going on downstairs. don't get me wrong, i love twilight. but apparently not enough to spend 5 days in a foreign country, marinating myself in everything twi-and twilight related. i don't want to sit in on panels on how to be a better fan fiction writer. yes, the categories were funny, especially the imaginary robert pattinson rape fantasy category BECAUSE YOU KNOW EVERYONE'S WRITTEN ONE. and if they haven't, they're going to. and they could've used help on the pannel.

i'm just disenchanted, i suppose. this was too much, i booked too long ago. i haven't even read the books in almost 5 months. i'll pull out new moon in the appropriate time to review just how much of a fail the movie will be (the eternal optimist in me has yet to return from her holiday) but until then, i have life to live. i have a gym schedule to stick to once i'm over my texas twi-flu, kings of leon to fawn over at the concert which is in 8 short days (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), school to start, new york to debate over (adam... ? agh comp-leee-kaaay-shuns) and everything else in between.

i'm also really angry that our hotel room didn't have cable so i couldn't watch sytycd last week. although, i was farr too drunk last wednesday to actually work the remote, so we could've had cable. oh well, season six starts SO SOON. and so does vampire diaries. no homework, here i come...