Following the crowd can be good

I was always taught that caving into peer pressure was a bad thing.  

You know, listening to what others tell you, following the crowd, jumping off a bridge, etc.  

So I rebelled against this ideal to be like everyone else in order to fit in.  

Never did I dream to be considered another clone.      

I decided at a young age that in order to be a true individual, I must alienate myself from the fashion trends, media hype and personality traits that every other girl around me possessed.  

I ultimately avoided complying to the habits of my peers, such as, poppin' ya colla, owning a Coach purse, posting pictures of oneself at ridiculous angles, dumbing oneself down to attract male attention, fasting before prom, watching "Jersey Shore," and of course becoming a "Twilight" fan.  It always seemed that if I fell into these trends, I'd be just like everyone else.  

And along came Edward.  

Upon procrastinating class work, I decided this past weekend to watch "Twilight."  

I've been hearing so much hype and applaud towards the movie, let alone the books.  

Out of pure curiosity and optimism, I let the characters into my life.  

And with one look into those golden eyes, I fell in love.  

In fact, I became so infatuated with the first movie that I watched the second, "New Moon."  Followed by the third, "Eclipse."  

It was as if my entire world had been invaded by possibility.  

The intense passion and connection between Bella and Edward made me believe that anything is possible.  

Now, I want a vampire boyfriend.  

I want an eternal love.  

I want to know what it's like to enjoy penetrating human flesh with my teeth.

Ok, well maybe that's taking it a little too far, but you get my point.  

I've never been so infatuated with something before.  I mean, Edward's skin glistens for God's sake!  

My entire grip on reality has loosened its hold. "Twilight" has inexplicably touched my life.  

By showing through a compelling love story that vampires and werewolves could live amongst us, I no longer fear such daunting creatures.  

And after venturing to the theatre to watch "Breaking Dawn" this past Monday, I never want this escape from reality to end.  

However, life is real, and "Twilight" is not.  

I must let go of the suspension wires dangling me above the moon and become grounded again.  

Through this whole experience, I've learned that it's ok to hop on the bandwagon.  

Who cares if you're a "Twilight" freak just like everyone else?  

In the end, you never know what wondrous adventures you could be missing out on.