Sixteen again!

I'm 34 going on 16. Haha. And so is Sylvan. Thanks to our obsession with Edward Cullen. Must thank Stephenie Meyer for making us feel this way.

The first time I read Twilight, it took me two days to finish it. The second reading is taking me a week!

I've finally converted Sylvan into a fan, too. We're starting a book club and collecting members. Haha. She's given her copy of Twilight to Shahrul and we're excited to know his reaction to the book. It would give us an idea of how the opposite sex takes to it. Well, I mean, not exactly opposite sex...but close enough lah.

If he likes it, then we'll have a third member. And officially enough people to form a meeting. Just kidding. I'm not that obsessed.

Sharon, the bride to be, is obsessed enough with her future husband and so we won't impose on her. Lest she has a change of heart after meeting Edward. Heh!

Zane is too adult to be enjoying this kind of thing. Let me be the baby in the relationship. With all my giggling and scene-by-scene analysis of Twilight with poor hubby, I think he's had almost enough. I warily asked him if he was okay to listen to all my kiddy talk.

He said, okay, but don't me jealous lah.

Me: Are you jealous ke?

Him: Not yet.

Me: Alah, don't worry, Edward is just a fictional hero. You're my hero in real life.

And he melted. Awww....but I can just hear the groans as well! Haha!

Edward: If I could dream at all, it would be about you.