"I wasn’t looking forward to Friday, and it more than lived up to my non-expectations."
Yeah yeah yeah Bella, we get it. You hate life. You know what? Life hates you back.
This post is going to be particularly short, mainly because this chapter sucked just as much as the last one and I need to take a breather from this thing.
So, Bella goes on a trip with her "friends" to La Push (I KNEW it was part of the story, Meyer. You can't fool me, you're writing sucks too much) and meets Jacob who, from what I know about the story, is the hunk of meat that takes his shirt off and makes the ladies cream in the New Moon trailer. Ladies young and old. Which is kind of creepy, seeing as in this book he's only 15. Nice double standard there, ladies.
You know what else sucks about Bella? She only describes the good-looking dudes in her life, as if those are the only guys worth her attention. Edward, Jacob, all of the Cullens' plus the father. Her other male "friends" get nary a mention of description, on top of being annoying as shit to her. Thanks for not only being an annoying morose bitch but a shallow one as well, Dinner Bells.
And that's it for tonight. Too annoyed with Twilight to go on right now.
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