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Currently addicted to Twilight.
You know your a Twilight fan, when...You preorder multiple copies off of Amazon.
You change your cell phone banner to say Edward=love.
You change your friends' cell phone banners to say Edward=love.
Everytime two or more people who've read Twilight and/or New Moon and/or Eclipse, you proclaim it's a Forks party.
You hear the name of a character upon walking into a room and declare 'yay! I showed up at the right time'.
People stare at you like you're crazy when you talk about the books, and you smile and tell them to just wait until they read the books.
You paint "I ♥ Edward" on a piece of paper with your foot.
You attempt to climb in the trunk of someone going to meet Stephenie Meyer.
You read Twilight and/or New Moon while driving.
You scream and drive 20 miles out of your way to read the newly released New Moon for fifteen minutes.
You tell everyone you meet that they HAVE to read Twilight and/or New Moon and/or Eclipse.
You think people are crazy when they aren't as obsessed as you.
You think your friend's cousin who you've never met is crazy for moving out of Forks.
You ask a librarian to renforce & cover your copy of Twilight and/or New Moon and/or Eclipse so they don't get wrinkled.
You recognize songs on the radio by saying 'hey, this one is on the Twilight/New Moon/Eclipse soundtrack!'
You decide you're naming your children after the book, and tell your friends they have to too.
When Orlando Bloom sees you, declares your beauty, and then continues to ask you to marry him that instant, and you reply, "Hmmm. You're not Edward, but I guess you're okay, kind of."
Anytime you hear the name Edward, you swoon.
Even if is your old crazy uncle Edward that's being talked about.
You begin to think that Edward is your boyfriend and not just a fictional character.
You jump on a friend's back and tell them they can run at the speed of light now.
You claim that Edward is the international name for dreamy/gorgeous/etc...
You have a photo of you kissing Twilight and/or New Moon and/or Eclipse.
You flaunt your photo kissing one of the books.
You kiss the books before heading to bed.
You read over a friend's shoulder who is reading one of the books while in class.
You dream Edward is your boyfriend.
You drive 10 hours through the night to meet Stephenie Meyer.
You've driven 5k miles in various trips to meet Stephenie Meyer.
You call your dog Edward...when his name is Blue.
You have created a photomanipulation of a model to look like Edward, which made many a fangirl swoon.
You read Twilight so much that it fell apart.
You used a glue gun to reinforce the binding with leather, and re-upholster the cover with pink flowery material
biggrin You 've drawn pictures of Edward and Bella in the blank page of the back of the book.
You recite lines from the book.
You've used Edward's lines in essays.
You've threatened to beat someone up for saying they read the book more times than you did.
You can find any particular scene in Twilight or New Moon if your asked.
You can find the meadow scene in Twilight in 2.5 seconds.
You've put glossy photos of Edward photomanipulations on people's lockers for their birthdays.
The people in Borders recognize you as a Twilight fan.
You've yelled profanities at the computer screen when I see that there's no New Moon ball or book-sighnings near you.
You've read the book 35 times.
You nearly screamed when you saw a VW Rabbit and/or Volvo.
You've offered to pay your one friend who hasn't read the book to read it already.
You went to the Eclipse Prom.
You become friends with anyone simply because you both like Twilight.
You scream in terror when you have to go to ballet class.
You notice that your CD collection now contains alot more Debussy and 50s music than before you read Twilight.
You chase down silver Volvos to check the drivers.
You constantly use the expression "irritable grizzly" even though no one knows what you are talking about.
You don't listen to your teacher in class. Instead, you write Edward haiku in your social studies notebook.
You constantly think about Edward, even when on a date with your hot boyfriend.
You admit to your friends that you are in love with a fictitious 17-year-old vampire and don't care when they turn you in to see the counselor.
You began to recognize your enemies as Rosalie and Laurent and call them such in their presence.
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