Septemper 24th 2007 Monday September 24th 2007 Monday

00:05– Eventually I’ve decided to go to Alice and Jasper. I didn’t want to stay at home, alone and bored.
Jasper opened the door, I always liked Jasper, but what he and Alice just did was disgraceful.
”what’s the matter?” he asked, “why this face?”
”I hate you!” I returned
”it’s good to see you too babe!”
I immediately went into the kitchen, and saw Alice doing something I didn’t know what (I’m the last one to ask about cooking, I would really love to cook, but me? Cooking? I don’t even know how to turn the oven.)
”hey babe!”
”hey, what’s cooking?”
and she said something I couldn’t remember.
”huh? is it eatable?”

“you would like it”
”you know I’m a fussy eater” –but eat a lot of the food I like (don’t know how to count calories)
”have you seen Edward?”
”who?”
”Edward Cullen, Jasper’s mate”
”no. not yet. Do I have to?”

Edward Cullen was sitting with Jasper in the living room, I couldn’t see his face, only his hair, which gave me the impression he wasn’t old.

As we entered the living room Jasper saw us and stood up, followed by Edward Cullen, and I realized how tall he was. He turned around and looked no more than 30 years old, incredibly handsome and so charming.

“Edward” said Alice “This is Bella”
”nice to meet you” I said, trying to look nice.
”pleasure” he replied coldly as if he really don’t like the sight of me.
”erm, I’ve heard you’re a producer” I asked, maybe flirting, but what was the point?
”yes I am” he replied in an aloof voice, but he had a British accent.

“ermm” I didn’t know what to say, “I’m a director” stupid for saying that.
”ok” and he walked away. Unbelievable!

The night was pretty much boring, Edward wasn’t talking much, he wasn’t even smiling, too bad such good looks can be wasted on this man. He didn’t even touch his plate, while Alice kept begging him to eat.

“Sam is a good director” they never give up humiliating me, “I told her to go to Hollywood, she would be really successful there, how’s Hollywood when you left it Edward?”
”I don’t actually live in Hollywood” indifferently, “I take movies in the north”.
”Why north? It’s warmer in Hollywood”
”I like the cold” he said with a proud voice.

He barely spoke, he was so boring that I started doubting him being a producer, aren’t producers pain in the arse? Or at least they talk all of the time.

It doesn’t really matter if he liked me or not, James seems to like me, and I don’t care much about any other bloke.

But I don’t know why it made me feel bad when Edward told Jasper while standing on the door before leaving, “she’s not my type” that’s what he said. I know I shouldn’t feel bad for that, but I just hate when a man says that.
I felt so horrible, guys despise me, even a guy who’s boring like a history book hates me. Is that because I’m fat?

That was it for that evening. I went back home and told Rose about the whole night, even Edward.
”Who cares if he hates you” she said “At least you would still have James”
”yeah, I know”
”Emmet said he was asking about you”
”really? Don’t lie!”
”I swear!”
”what did he ask?”

“I don’t know, just few stuff about you?”
”like what?”
”Ermm, what you do for living, Emmet said you’re still looking for a job, and all sort of crap.”
”good start I guess, did he say anything else?”
”don’t think so”

Drinks: I think too much (to look normal in front of a producer), Times annoyed by mum: 5, Fantasized about James: 4 (gets better).