When we did the blood typing thing in biology class, I almost passed out. I remember resting my head against that cool, black lab table. It felt so good. But, it wasn't enough. I had to leave the room.
Here's the reality. I went and stood in the hall waiting until the cold, clammy sweat broke out, letting me know that I wasn't about to hit the floor. When the stars stopped swimming across my vision, I headed back into class. What an amazingly private moment to have shared with so many, even if did not write it.
If this post makes no sense to you, then you really MUST read Twilight. I'd recommend buying it. This is an author we want to support, so she can keep on writing.