Such a sad, ridiculous fangirl

This is what a lame, pathetic fangirl I am. On the back of a lot of "kids'" cereals there are games and quizzes and ads for whatever new toy or movie they're promoting. (A history: when I was a kid, my mom wouldn't let us have sugary cereals until we were much older -- well, except for the brief halcyon time we got to have the new Quisp and Quake cereals, where of course my sister went for the musclebound, blond Quake and I went for the little spaceman Quisp -- and so as soon as I moved out on my own, sugary cereals became a staple of my cupboard. I am not unlike Jerry Seinfeld in that I have about five varieties of both good and bad for you cereals all the time, and I eat cereal for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, or a snack, because cereal is the best food ever.)

I was folding up the empty box of my corn pops (still think of them as sugar pops), and there was a movie trivia quiz on the back with very teen-oriented questions. The second one was "What was Brian O'Conner's occupation in The Fast and the Furious?" -- notice that e in O'Conner! (The choices they offered were a) a mechanic b) a cop c) a businessman -- can you imagine Brian as a businessman? It is to laugh.) Naturally I got all giddy about the fact that F&F was a question on a cereal box. Yup, that lame. A bunch of the other questions are about LotR, so that also made me all fangirly. And X-Men. And Ocean's 11. And PotC, even though I'm not a fan of that movie, because, you know, my friends are. And then another F&F question pops up, though from the sequel, about what kind of car Suki drives. And I giggle because, hey, I know the answer!

Then I put the box back in the recycling and tried not to feel so ashamed.

Don't leave me this way. Tell me your most pathetic fangirly (or fanboyly) moment.