meeting rob pattinson.
and by "meet", i mean "seeing brief glimpses of him through the heads of fangirls".
see, i have a shitty picture for reference.
disclaimer: first of all, i totally don't mean to sound like a horny 14 year old girl here. if i do, i'm sorry. second of all, i don't know how many on my friends list read this, but this is going to be boring if you don't know who rob pattinson is or if you don't give a crap about twilight. again, i'm sorry.
and i am fully aware that nobody will read or comment this. this is mainly for me.
i wanted to prove to you guys that i do other things besides whine and hang out on myspace all day.
this is mainly for julie and lauren, two of my friends that love this man and love twilight. and i apologize to lauren and julie for sounding braggy, or whatever. again, that is unintentional. i just wanted to let you in on the whole rpattz experience.
:]
okay. as previously mentioned, yes, i did make it out to orland square mall on wednesday. and yes, i did see mr. pattinson.
this whole epic story started out on tuesday night where me and lauren ate ice cream, listened to dramatic readings of bad harry potter fanfic, and watching watching gorgeous mr. rob pattinson on the youtubes.
anyway, hot topic were supposed to give out wristbands to meet rob face-to-face at the autograph signing, at 7:30 in the morning. so we headed over there at 3:00 am, only to find out that hot topic totally cockblocked us and handed them out at midnight just to dick with us.
honestly, we were so bummed. i had even thought about the creeptastic things i was going to say to him.
"mr. pattinson, you left your axe body spray at my house last night. do you want me to return it to you, or do you want me to fap with it? i could do either" was my first choice. lmao.
so we went home, chagrined. (lol, i've been using that word way too much.)
lauren couldn't make it, so i went back to the Q and A later on. i promised to take lots of pictures for her, so obviously, i feel like a doucebag for not getting any good ones.
i'm sorry, lauren. : [ my po' ass can't afford to upgrade to a better camera. but i promise to buy a better one for when we stalk him next time.
i waited from 3:00 in the afternoon til 7:30 at night, waiting for him to come out. it was painful. lots of girls, little ones. prostatots.
"i wonder if he's going to drop from the ceiling?!" said one.
"it'll be cool if he's on strings and flies from one balcony to the other, OMFG JUST LIKE EDWARD!!!" said another.
i was sweating and sick and i didn't speak that much. it was basically just like high school all over again.
before he came out, a lady had to coach us to be on our best behavior. she told us not to scream that much because rob is shy.
gah, bless him. <3
when rob finally came about two hours later, it was insane. like beatles at shea stadium insane. i couldn't hear anything over the screams. i didn't even know how he got to the stage, because everyone was basically standing on top of each other. there were just screams, and then higher pitched screams, and then he was there.
when i finally caught a glimpse of him, (glimpses that were few and far between, unfortunately) i knew all the inconvience of this whole ordeal was worth it. i couldn't get over the surreality of it though.
i mean, when you meet someone famous, it's pure denial at first.
i definately had a moment where i was like, "WHUT, YOU'RE NOT REAL, GET BACK IN THE TV."
but that was short-lived. because homeboy is pretty.
i know i keep saying this, but he is hotter in real life. he didn't look drunk at all. his hair looked red for some reason, but maybe it was the lighting, idk. and yes, his bone structure is overwhelming.
i mean, you see all these candid pictures of him drunk and scruffy and high and he looks completely different. my reasoning for it is that a person can be beautiful and not photograph really well. rob is not photogenic. but will i let him put it anywhere? yes. yes i would. : |
he kept playing with his hair. again. surreal. i can't tell you what it's like to see him do it in person, because the only place i've seen him do that is youtube. it was amazing and i'll leave it at that.
the host guy asked rob "how do you style your hair?"
that question was from a little girl.
he said, "i let twelve year old virgins lick it."
and i can't remember anything else. i vaguely remember him asking the audience after 10 minutes of non-stop screaming, "if the movie is bad, will you be this type of passion, like HATING ME?!"
anyway, i found the whole ordeal on youtube. this was not recorded by me. ignore the screams. i know they're annoying, i'm sorry. that wasn't me. i was on my best behavior.
part two.
halfway through, he starts to read all the lulzy fangirl signs. for that alone, this video is worth watching.
so yeah. that was my day. i met rob pattinson. he was charming. he was beautiful. he handled everything pretty well. and despite my crass, perverse fantasies about him, i actually believe he is a pretty genuine guy and i hope he does really well.
see, i have a shitty picture for reference.
disclaimer: first of all, i totally don't mean to sound like a horny 14 year old girl here. if i do, i'm sorry. second of all, i don't know how many on my friends list read this, but this is going to be boring if you don't know who rob pattinson is or if you don't give a crap about twilight. again, i'm sorry.
and i am fully aware that nobody will read or comment this. this is mainly for me.
i wanted to prove to you guys that i do other things besides whine and hang out on myspace all day.
this is mainly for julie and lauren, two of my friends that love this man and love twilight. and i apologize to lauren and julie for sounding braggy, or whatever. again, that is unintentional. i just wanted to let you in on the whole rpattz experience.
:]
okay. as previously mentioned, yes, i did make it out to orland square mall on wednesday. and yes, i did see mr. pattinson.
this whole epic story started out on tuesday night where me and lauren ate ice cream, listened to dramatic readings of bad harry potter fanfic, and watching watching gorgeous mr. rob pattinson on the youtubes.
anyway, hot topic were supposed to give out wristbands to meet rob face-to-face at the autograph signing, at 7:30 in the morning. so we headed over there at 3:00 am, only to find out that hot topic totally cockblocked us and handed them out at midnight just to dick with us.
honestly, we were so bummed. i had even thought about the creeptastic things i was going to say to him.
"mr. pattinson, you left your axe body spray at my house last night. do you want me to return it to you, or do you want me to fap with it? i could do either" was my first choice. lmao.
so we went home, chagrined. (lol, i've been using that word way too much.)
lauren couldn't make it, so i went back to the Q and A later on. i promised to take lots of pictures for her, so obviously, i feel like a doucebag for not getting any good ones.
i'm sorry, lauren. : [ my po' ass can't afford to upgrade to a better camera. but i promise to buy a better one for when we stalk him next time.
i waited from 3:00 in the afternoon til 7:30 at night, waiting for him to come out. it was painful. lots of girls, little ones. prostatots.
"i wonder if he's going to drop from the ceiling?!" said one.
"it'll be cool if he's on strings and flies from one balcony to the other, OMFG JUST LIKE EDWARD!!!" said another.
i was sweating and sick and i didn't speak that much. it was basically just like high school all over again.
before he came out, a lady had to coach us to be on our best behavior. she told us not to scream that much because rob is shy.
gah, bless him. <3
when rob finally came about two hours later, it was insane. like beatles at shea stadium insane. i couldn't hear anything over the screams. i didn't even know how he got to the stage, because everyone was basically standing on top of each other. there were just screams, and then higher pitched screams, and then he was there.
when i finally caught a glimpse of him, (glimpses that were few and far between, unfortunately) i knew all the inconvience of this whole ordeal was worth it. i couldn't get over the surreality of it though.
i mean, when you meet someone famous, it's pure denial at first.
i definately had a moment where i was like, "WHUT, YOU'RE NOT REAL, GET BACK IN THE TV."
but that was short-lived. because homeboy is pretty.
i know i keep saying this, but he is hotter in real life. he didn't look drunk at all. his hair looked red for some reason, but maybe it was the lighting, idk. and yes, his bone structure is overwhelming.
i mean, you see all these candid pictures of him drunk and scruffy and high and he looks completely different. my reasoning for it is that a person can be beautiful and not photograph really well. rob is not photogenic. but will i let him put it anywhere? yes. yes i would. : |
he kept playing with his hair. again. surreal. i can't tell you what it's like to see him do it in person, because the only place i've seen him do that is youtube. it was amazing and i'll leave it at that.
the host guy asked rob "how do you style your hair?"
that question was from a little girl.
he said, "i let twelve year old virgins lick it."
and i can't remember anything else. i vaguely remember him asking the audience after 10 minutes of non-stop screaming, "if the movie is bad, will you be this type of passion, like HATING ME?!"
anyway, i found the whole ordeal on youtube. this was not recorded by me. ignore the screams. i know they're annoying, i'm sorry. that wasn't me. i was on my best behavior.
Click to viewpart two.
halfway through, he starts to read all the lulzy fangirl signs. for that alone, this video is worth watching.
so yeah. that was my day. i met rob pattinson. he was charming. he was beautiful. he handled everything pretty well. and despite my crass, perverse fantasies about him, i actually believe he is a pretty genuine guy and i hope he does really well.