in a bubble.
While others my age are busy fangirling the foreverly-17 vampire Edward Cullen, I'm off fangirling the psychoticly disturbed 17 year old boy Martin, who only believes he's a vampire and has to drug his victims to sleep before drinking their blood with the help of a razorblade. (Well, they say in the movie he's in his early 20's, but I've heard people say he's supposed to be 17, so, meh. In this context it works atleast!)
I've found a contact (or maybe he found me. I'm not sure. Perhaps we kind of found eachother?) that works with the wonderful actor-now-teacher John Amplas (that played Martin) and I'll be receiving a some signed prints from him in a few weeks. Of course, I payed for them, but it's still AWESOME.
I'm not sure if it's just that I'm really fucking lucky or that I tend to fangirl artists who are so obscure that there aren't that many fangirls as uhm... fangirly, as myself.
To be honest I don't really care. I'm just so happy that I'll start crying if I think of it too much!
