year of the dork

dear kellan,


i feel really bad, i think when it comes to the twilight crew, especially the twilight fellas, demos and i tend to forget about you. you somehow get lost in the shuffle. that is until a picture like this surfaces:



then i find myself with my mouth open, starring hard and asking the blasphemous question "rob who?" so yes, you are hot. anyone whose eyes aren't broken can see that.

but as i have gotten to know you (that's right, we're secret friends.) over the last few months, i have come to realize, that you are an onion my friend. yes an onion. you are more than a hot face and chiseled body. you actually have layers, very dorky layers.



exhibit A





you have been photographed wearing what i can only assume is a standard issue dork watch. casio class. i mean you even wore it to your birthday party. in vegas. you knew half neked girls would be there right? i don't know, maybe you're involved with some sort of dare with edi. after all he seems to be there every time you are wearing it. either way, it is certainly dwight schrute worthy.




exhibit B





k, i know it's a little hard to see, but that is a pic of you. leaving a hollywood hotspot in a minivan. no, not just leaving in a minivan, you are driving the minivan. um, whose van did you borrow, so you could load up all your friends and go to a club in hopes of meeting a girl? is it your moms? do you have a sister with 4 kids?




i actually like this side of you. i like that you are easy going (even when the paps were teasing you because you drove off in a van. believe me, as your secret friend, i am gonna hunt them down!) i love that you are comfortable with yourself. you are not only hot, but very adorable as well. i really feel that this is the year of the dork. it's our time. it's our time down here.




you are so adorkable,