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Team Jacob

Aaron, me and both our moms went to see New Moon last night. I read the books and always preferred Jacob. It never made any sense to me why Bella would choose Edward. He just seemed so gloomy and serious all the time, while Jacob was fun and kind. However, I solidified my die-hard Jacob status last night watching the movie.

Mmmm...mmm....mmmmm.

I mean, really, how in the world would you not pick Jacob? Look at him! I can't even give a fair opinion of the movie due to my ridiculous fascination with this guy. I know there are lots of Edward fans out there, but I just can't see the competition...

*Note: I was not informed of his underage status until after the movie. Plus, I think any 17- year-old who looks this good is no longer covered under child protective services. Correct me if I'm wrong.*




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  1. aaaaaahahahahaha. I totally agree with you. I too am team Jacob and questioned the legality of my underage crush. However, after consulting with several other team Jacob ladies, we have concluded that we are just young cougars and not sexual predators!

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  2. Thanks for your comment on my blog! I totally agree, who wouldn't prefer a nice shape-shifting werewolf over a brooding vampire?

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  3. I totally agree with team jacob. I haven´t read the books, and was team Edward after the twilight movie. But now I have totally changed my mind :)

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  4. Totally agree with you....saw New Moon and LOVED IT! Especially because Jacob lost his long locks and was looking goooood! ;-)
    Thanks for your reply on my blog- I just wanted to say that I've felt that I was at the end of the rope many times. I remember feeling like God was just cruel for making us endure so much when some things come SOO easily for some people. But, in those moments of weakness it's important to be thankful for all that you do have and what comes easy for you.
    And keep hoping... Nothing is impossible.....nothing. And whenever the right time comes, you'll be blessed with your baby (or babies). Keep having faith that it's possible.

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  5. Ok, I'll be the lone Team Edward fan! :-) That said, short-haired Jacob does make me swoon a bit. Still, Edward is the epitomy of "truly, madly, deeply." What girl wouldn't want *that* kind of love, devotion....I don't even know what to call it. Rob Pattinson does nothing for me. The concep of Edward, on the other hand...well, that's a different story! ;-)

    Glad you enjoyed the movie!

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  6. I can't help but wonder...Is Aaron part of Team Jacob or simply an innocent bystander and convenient popcorn caddy while the cougars swooned?

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