"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" ~Albus Dumbledore

Sunday, 18 December 2011

Holidays Are Coming!

You can tell it's the run down to Christmas when:

1 - Christmas specials are all over the TV
2 - I get excited by the single digits for Sleeps To Santa
3 - I watch my Christmas movies: The Grinch and The Santa Clause
4 - I make my family watch the reruns of the ITV Christmas pantomimes. Again.

I'm sure there are plenty more, like singing along to the Coca Cola advert and having Christmas songs stuck in your head. My point is, I woke up this morning and it took me only a few minutes to realise that it is exactly one week til Christmas!

And like the child I am, I got ridiculously excited.

Later today, I am going to sit down with The Boyfriend and watch The Grinch. And all this week, the pantomimes are on at half 5 in the evening, so I know what I'm doing!

On Tuesday, I am getting together with some of my friends from sixth form, who I haven't seen since the summer, and we are having a Christmas meal in a local pub, which should be good fun. At least, I really hope it will be, because they was a lot of drama trying to organise it. But let's not get into that; I do not wish to spoil my Christmas mood with bitching.

In case I don't talk again beforehand, I wish you all a Happy Christmas and a good winter holiday. <3

Saturday, 3 December 2011

Remember the time we stole the whole day?

I should probably be finishing off my essay or cleaning my room or doing something productive but for several reasons, I simply do not have the energy. The main reason is for the last few days I have been suffering from a cold. This has led me to realise something... well actually two things. One, my immune system sucks. And two, I get sick when I have work to do.

This time, I have an essay due in on Tuesday. I finished it this morning, all 2500 words, it just needs editing and printing off. And luckily, I have had most of the past week off to write it. Which is actually quite fortunate because last Monday, I caught a cough. Then Wednesday, I woke up with a sore throat. Then yesterday I suffered the whole day with a running nose. Now it's Saturday and I have the whole shebang!

This sort of thing has happened to me before. Last year over Easter I had two 2000 word essays to write in a week and a half, with the flu. Good track record, huh?

But I'm pretty sure you don't want to hear all this. What I do want you hear about, if you haven't already, is Alex Day's new song 'Forever Yours'. I am a little bit obsessed with it. Can't help it, it is so good! Anyway, here's Charlie's video for it - stupidly funny! And on Nerimon's channel, he plea's to help him get it to Christmas Number One, so I am spreading the word! Yep, to all five of my readers...

Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Don't Talk To Strangers!

And I don't mean that in the sense that parents tell their kids that. No. I mean that I can't talk to strangers. It's not that I have grown up with really strict parents that would drag me away when someone smiled at me, or that when someone I don't know tries to engage me in conversation, I just ignore them. No, apparently I can't talk to strangers.

A few instances in the last couple of months has made me realise this. The most common sort of incident is a mother apologising for her child wondering into my path and I have to slow down and/or move around. I am pretty sure normal people are able to smile and say "Oh, no problem. Kids huh?" But I can't. When this happens to me, I sort of smile or smirk, watching them out of the corner of my eye and walk quickly on. Then, when I have walked on and left the people behind me, I think 'Why didn't I say anything? Is it really that difficult to say that?'

Does anyone else do this? Surely I cannot be the only one this nervous or whatever it is that is stopping a 20 year old woman from talking to people! God, it's so frustrating that I can't even say 'You're welcome' to someone who actually thanks me for waiting out of the way!

Ok, I think that's enough of a rant for now. A few quick observations before I sign off. One - I just saw the Coca Cola advert, which means it is now Christmas (This is probably a UK thing, by the way). Two - I have a stinking cold and should be writing an essay that's due in next week. Three - actually, I don't think I have anything else to say. So, in that case, this was a little bit rubbish and I apologise and I will see you next time.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

A Loving Character

Anyone who loves reading will have experienced this at one point or another. It is surprisingly easy and half the time, you don't even realise it's happening to you.

I am of course referring to the phenomenon of falling in love with fictional characters.

Being an avid reader for as long as I can remember, this has obviously happened to me. Many times. My most recent obsessions include Shane Collins from Morganville, Draco Malfoy, Frank from Cat Royal, Bones from Night Huntress Series and oh God, so many more!

You may wonder why I am talking about this. Well, I think I safely blame Sophie for this, as all we ever seem to talk about are books. And the books I need to read. And the characters we are in love with. And then we realise that there are a lot of them. And that it is probably a bad thing. Or least very sad. Either way, surely we can not be the only people that suffer from this... thing, to fall in love with a fictional character. Someone who seems too lovely or caring or brave or simply brilliant that even though they don't exist, you cannot stop thinking about them.

And of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be with character's from books. I am very much in love with the Doctor and Capitan Jack Harkness and Tony DiNozzo and Seeley Booth to name but a few!

I wonder why this happens. I suppose more than likely it is due to the quality of the writing, whether it be prose or script. A character who has the best lines, is adorably comforting at the right time, knows when to hug and when to fight, well how can you not love them? So I guess, really, it's the writer's fault. I mean, why create such a character and not make him real? It's playing with reality and it's just cruel. Tugging on our heartstrings like that.

I think the hardest hit I have suffered is the Doctor. Especially the Tenth Doctor. Despite the fact that he is gorgeous, he has the best lines, mad and brave, running around the universe and saving people. How can you not love him? Many moments have been lost when I have been dreaming of running awway with the Doctor. Any fangirl will admit to this: it is a common fantasy.

In books? A similar character: Shane Collins from Morganville Vampires. I share this fascination with my friend Sophie. We often waste hours discusing his character, his motives and actions, how jealous we are of Claire! He is brave, fearless and a little bit silly, charming and adorably tough, if you can have such a combination!

Also Draco Malofy and Severus Snape from Harry Potter. Personally I am intrigued by the motivations of both these characters, espeically Severus. 'The Prince's Tale' is my favourite chapter of any book I have ever read; it is also quite possibly the best love story ever written. In my opinion anyway.

I could go on about fictional characters I love, but I think I'll stop there. It's a little bit depressing actually, thinking that these wonderful people don't exist. I suppose really they are too good to be true anyway.

Monday, 31 October 2011

Dreaming of the Doctor


I know I blogged yesterday but I feel I have to share this. And no, it's not about Halloween. I'm sure you are already aware of the date but I don't particularly care about Halloween. Don't get me wrong, it's a great holiday but being British, I see it as an American thing and generally can't be bothered with it. Especially when I have essays to write and journal articles to read.

Anyway, just a little mini post this morning, literally just to tell you the dream I had last night. Before you start, it wasn't anything scary or weird or dirty... in fact, as my dreams go, it was pretty normal.

eleventh-doctor-matt-smith-7In my dream, I met the Doctor. Following on from my previous point, for a dream, not that weird. I mean, I've had dreams where I've had to stop Harry Potter from running over a cat in my garage! And following on from yesterday's blog, dreaming about the Doctor? Way nerdy!

Anyway, it was a short dream. I saw the Doctor walking along the path on the other side of the road. I crossed the road and called his name, he turned around and I gave him a big hug. My arms around his neck, I said "Thank you Doctor. Thank you for all the times you've saved the universe, even when we didn't know it." All he did was tighten his arms around my waist and bury his head into my shoulder. "And you're not alone Doctor. You have all this friends, all over the world, all through the universe and you don't even realise!"

And that was it. I think he might have let me go at some point and said something like "No one's ever said that to me before", in a kind of cute and pathetic way that made me want to hug him again. Kind of boring from a neutral context but when I remembered it when I woke up, it put me in a really good mood.

God, I watch too much Doctor Who! But I love it and I love him and even though he's a fictional character and it was my dream, just telling him he is wonderful made my day.

Sunday, 30 October 2011

Closet Nerds

As quite a shy young woman, I do not broadcast my nerdiness. In fact, on the outside, I probably look quite normal. Until I open my mouth. But definitely not if I'm wearing my purple skinny jeans. Although I have been praised on my choice of trouser colours. Case in point, I don't look like much of a nerd. I wear normal enough clothes, listen to normal enough music, read normal enough books to appear normally average. But under this cover, I am a nerd. A proud one at that. I wear All Caps and Doctor Who t-shirts, I listen to Chameleon Circuit and The Parselmouths, I am obsessed with the Harry Potter books.

Yet, unless someone gets to know me, actually gives me a chance to talk freely about what genuinely interests me, most of the world would never know. And when I find that one of my friend's is also somewhat secretly nerdy, I love them even more. And looking around campus, I notice things. There is a lot more nerdiness out there than I thought. Some examples include a girl sitting on the bus in front of me, listening to All Caps, and a girl walking past me on campus wearing a shirt that says 'Keep calm and it will be totally awesome!' I didn't even get made fun of for knowing the name Buckbeak's would-be executioner! All this is making me think that there is a lot more nerdiness in most of us than we think.

Specifically, I am an English Nerd, so being good friends with Sophie is awesome! In fact, I have a blog because of her! Being her friend gives me a chance to discuss books. Because despite most of my friends at university doing an English degree, we don't generally talk books. So me and Sophie... yeah, it's probably not a proud thing to admit to but we have major in depth discussions on characters and plot lines from books that are not only not on our reading list but are probably too young for us anyway. By the way, I am talking about the Georgia Nicholson Confessions series and the Morganville Vampires series. And sometimes Harry Potter.  You know, when we're not talking about Glee or Bones or how much of a fool her housemate is.

At this point I would like to just ask if anyone knows what Minecraft is. Some do, some don't. Ok, so I got hooked because The Boyfriend plays it and even though I have been playing, ooh, at least a year, I am not very good. And by that I mean, I get blown up by creepers and shot by skeletons. A lot. I like to play on peaceful mode and build things. Generally it's little villages made of pine wood or cobblestone. But last week, like the huge nerd I am, I made a new world purely to recreate Hogwarts.

Yeah, feel free to laugh at me. I am even re-reading the books and researching Harry Potter Wiki just so all the rooms go in the right place. Oh God, I just realised how pathetic that is!

The point of this blog was to highlight that nerdiness is everywhere and in most inevitable. Pretty much all my friends are nerds in some respect and most are hardly aware of it. If anything were to come from this blog, it would be this: don't hide your nerdiness, don't be afraid to show it. Because chances are, there are people out there that are just as nerdy as you and you don't even realise.

Saturday, 15 October 2011

To Make Love To Something Innocent

Now, just a warning, this blog will not have much of a point, it will undoubtedly be a ramble. You ok with that? Good.

And before you ask, the title is from 'Starstrukk', the song I had in my head when I woke up this morning.

The main thing on my mind at the moment is that today is my last day as a teenager. I am not really sure why I feel the need to tell you this but it seems appropriately eventful and scary to blog about.

Can nineteen even be categorised as teenager? Technically, I suppose so, it still has the suffix 'teen' but after eighteen, it doesn't feel as adolescent as sixteen or seventeen. Old enough to know better, too young to care! I love that expression and here, it is definitely worthwhile saying it.

I love birthdays. I have always had trouble sleeping the night before, wake up ridiculously early and open most, if not all, of my presents in my parents room before breakfast. This year, I probably will do all these things but I am turning 20!


You get that? Twenty! I am definitely not a kid anymore! I just cannot wrap my head around this, I feel old! And trust me, my boyfriend (3 months younger than me) will not stop stating that! Yes, I know I am turning 20! It feels weird enough without you annoying me!

At the same time, it's not like I am miraculously going to turn into a responsible adult overnight. I'm not saying I'm not already when the time calls for it but for the most part, I am incredibly immature. I'm not going to change just because I will be 20 years old. I will still be the same random, weird, nerdy person I am right now.

Right, I think that is quite enough rambling for now. I do apologise for this fail of an entry. Wish me a happy birthday for tomorrow and I will see you when I'm 20!

Sunday, 9 October 2011

The Wedding of River Song

As promised, the review of 'The Wedding of River Song'. Note: I am re-watching it while writing this, as I have kind of forgotten the episode! But, in theory, this means that the review will be more fact-packed and opinionated. But we shall see!

I loved the random, messed up time of London, with balloon cars and Dickens on BBC Breakfast. Also, I imagine the pterodactyls as giant pigeons. And Churchill? Love him, in a strange way. I liked how they bought him back as an important character. One thing, what does SPQR stand for?

The Silence has always interested me. At first, I thought they were a species, but even after Robot Amy told the Doctor they weren't, I have associated the tall green men in suits as the species. But the eye-patches are used to remember their image, which is very clever. However, it did still creep me out a little to see Amy and Rory wearing them, as I have associated the eye-patch with the evil midwife.

Oh, it did make me sad and incredibly happy that the Doctor mentioned Rose and Jack. And the Brigadier! I welled up a little. So sad that the phone call was what it took for the Doctor to realise it was his time. 'My friends have always been the best of me.' Oh Doctor, why does it take your death to realise that you are never alone? You have all these wonderful friends who love you. And will not let you die.

I'm not sure I will go over every detail concerning the Doctor and River at the Lake but I will just say this: the Doctor's face when he is expecting to die is hilarious!

Amy and Rory. I do love them, even though a lot of the episodes lately seem to revolve around them, which is growing tiresome. But the train-office? Awesome! For a genius, the Doctor really is quite slow sometimes, isn't he? How do I look? Cool. Really? No. And the drawing of Rory? That just cracked me up. I loved how even in the wrong time, Rory still protects Amy to the death and, of course 'Die one last time and know she will never come back for you'. But she did!

Save Madame Kovarian because the Doctor would? No, because the Doctor is not a mother who had his child taken from him. Amy did. I don't think she made the wrong decision at all.

I have to say, in this episode, River was almost genuinely likeable. I really felt for her because who could kill the person they loved? Even if not killing them meant the end of time. The only thing though, I am assuming that during the Doctor's running away, he had that 200 hundred years with River. So her loving him is justified and they have somewhat made up for lost time, if you catch my drift and ignore the pun? Oh, I love a good romance! The Doctor and River's wedding, a match made across time and space, the circle is complete and other clich├ęd nonsense. 

I liked the ending. Because through the whole series, it almost seemed like River didn't care but she did, she just couldn't tell them, so I loved that River came back to her current time line and filled Amy in with her Tardis diary.

Re-watching the episode has made me realise: the answer was there all along! How didn't I see the twist with the Teselecta? It makes me both angry at myself and proud of the writers. It also made me realise how did the Doctor go back to the Teselecta to be a robot if while he was running, he went to the version where River doesn't kill him? Did that make sense? Probably not. Oh, I just thought, maybe all the way through the story, the Doctor telling Churchill and the wrong time-line and everything, he was the robot? That makes more sense!

Yes, this episode wasn't as good as others but it was necessary to answer the questions, fill in the blanks and so on. So, all in all, I loved it. The question is 'Doctor who?' yes? So, my question is, why is the Doctor so important, so dangerous, and so suddenly, that the Silence tried to have him killed? See, more questions than answers with Doctor Who, but that's the way I love it! And now, of course, he has to be quiet, step back into the shadows, essentially not be such a show-off. I wonder how long that will last?

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

You want to stear but I'm shifting gears

Holy crap it's October! Double holy crap, university has started in full swing! You know what that means? Probably not. To me, that means that the pressure is on, the work load will start to mount up, reading is already something I am beginning to dread and student services screw us over.

Seriously, the timetable is something that surely they would have organised by now, seeing as we are technically two weeks into the term. I mean, come on, they had all summer! But no! They have to completely bugger it up and split some modules in half when they shouldn't be, give some students two tutors instead of the normal one, and then, give some of us completely new timetables just when we had wrapped our head around the first one.

Oh yeah, I got a new timetable this afternoon. Even though I knew where I was this morning, I went into my classroom knowing I was supposed to be there and after all the confusion of different seminars timetabled, I was ok. Because I was supposed to be there. So when my tutor emailed us all to check and see if student services had updated our timetable, I didn't think I had anything to worry about.

NO! I was moved! They took my day off, where I would have had a long weekend and put my seminars there instead!

Ok, so really, I don't have much to complain about. Yeah, it's confusing because now I need to remember different rooms and times but, as The Boyfriend pointed out, I now have the same day off as him now, which is nice. Also, I come in later than originally timetabled, which is awesome. The only thing, well two things actually, is I now don't know who my teacher will be or who will be in my class. And I am no longer with my best friend anymore :( That sucks.

Anyway, with that out the way, let's move on. First week back at uni going well apart from that little hiccup. I've only had two of my five new classes so far. I have two brand new modules tomorrow which I am looking forward to but am also kind of nervous: I don't know who else will be there. Plus, it's my longest day tomorrow: 9 until 6, with a 5 hour gap in between. Yeah, student services, why couldn't you change that around a bit?

I believe you are due a Doctor Who finale post, which I had kind of forgotten about until now (sorry about that). I will get right on that. And by that I mean, you will be lucky to get one at the weekend. So until then, goodbye and wish me luck! <3

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Closing Time

I realise I haven't really been reviewing the recent episodes of Doctor Who but last night's episode was so good, I feel like I have to!

First of all, I was really excited for this episode purely for the return of Craig. I adore James Corden and he is really good alongside Matt Smith. His character is adorable and he just seems to get the Doctor, he understands him more that the Doctor does himself. Point proven when Craig says 'He needs someone, he just can't admit it'. Craig and his son were adorable, 'not mummy' was hilarious and I actually love that the Doctor can speak baby, it makes his conversation with Craig and Alfie so funny.

The story was good - I feel that the Cybermen aren't as overexposed as the Daleks so I was pleased to see them. The silver rat was gross and scary in a 'holy crap that was fast' kind of way. It was also clever how they were under rather than in the sky.

What else? Oh well, Amy and Rory was really cute, I liked how Amy had moved on and made a name for herself - it was also really cute how the Doctor looked both proud and sad at the headline.

And I think lastly, the ending, the nice little twist that wasn't really a twist - I knew Craig was going to save himself but I didn't think that it would be Alfie crying that would bring him back. And his 'simplistic' explanation was so Disney-esque that it was cute.

Oh, no, the actual ending, with River and eye-patch lady. I think the only thing I can say about that is: weird and somewhat predictable. Come on, we knew River was going to be the astronaut!

Missed anything? Any thoughts? Let me know in the comments... oh wait, that's YouTube. Meh, you know what I mean.

Friday, 16 September 2011

The Poor Student's Life

Before I get too far into this, I think it would be fair to warn you this post will be a bitch and whine about money and university. So, feel free to leave - I can't promise this will interest you but I'm sure I'll manage to entertain you, if only due to be my childish moaning. 




Still with me? Oh, thank you!

I haven't started my second year of university yet, I have another two weeks before I have to go to register and sit through induction talks. However, you would not believe how much money I have forked out* for the start of this year! Trust me to pick what is most likely one of the most expensive courses in higher education! 

You may recall me telling you about the modules I took last year? And did I tell you about the one's this year? I can't remember so I am just going to say that last year I took four modules and this year I am taking five. Not by choice, I may add: each module counts for a certain amount of credits and you need a certain amount of credits to pass the year, thus five modules. Anyway, five modules, yes? And for each module, I have to buy at least four new books. Averaged out, each book probably cost about a fiver, yes? So, five times four times five...? I don't know, maths wasn't and still isn't my strong point. My point is I have only bought about half of the books I need for this year and I spent over one hundred pounds! Get that? £100! And I still need to spend more on the rest of my books! Excuse me while I just mourn for any chance of a social life this year. 

That is not even the end! I also need another student rail card, which is £26 and a bus pass which is £90! Seriously, do they think we are made of money? Add that to the tuition fee and train tickets and food and drinks and clothes and I don't even have to pay rent! 

*Screams into a pillow* Ooh, ok. I'm done. I know I am lucky to have generous parents willing to let me stay at home and feed me (most of the time) but it does not stop it from being frustrating to watch your money slip steadily out of your hands and  not being able to do anything about it. 

So, some advice? If you're planning on attending university or collage, I'm not going to talk you out of it, but definitely listen to financial advice and save your money! Even if you get a loan, you will need to pay it back!   Just, stay money conscious and hopefully you will never have to watch your bank account go into the red... 

Ok, I'm going to stop myself from getting preachy and just thank you if you managed to read all of that.  



*For those unfamiliar with this phrase, 'forking out' means spending money when you don't necessarily want to. 

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Hogwarts? No, not really.

I wish I could say I'd been busy getting ready to go to Hogwarts, stuffing my face at the Feast, starting my classes, but I can't. Because as much as I wish I was at Hogwarts, I am not. I appear to have missed the train, as it were. Anyway, I am nineteen, I should have graduated and moved on by now. Actually, I think I would stay on as an apprentice. Maybe Hagrid's. Or Professor Sprout's. Not sure I would have stayed with my Head of House though (Snape, if you're interested).

This leads me onto another subject: Pottermore. As you may or may not remember, I posted about Pottermore when the announcement came out, expressed my excitement and my confusion and left it at that. However excited I was for it, it didn't seem to be nearly the same as some of the others scattered around the internet that I stumbled across. This in itself made me feel somewhat... inadequate, like I was a "true" Harry Potter fan. Stupid, I know; you don't have to be part of every single related thing to be a fan of something. And so I wasn't all too aware of the early entrants for Pottermore - I checked one or two days of that week but again, I missed the train. In fact, I was so late and unaware, I was the last girl stumbling up the steps to the platform as the train had already left and was tooting around the corner. Taking my last chance with it.

Ok, I'm going to stop being so dramatic now.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that while I am happy for everyone who got into Pottermore early (which appears to be everyone, for God's sake!) it is a little annoying for me to see, all over the internet, expressions of joy and happiness unbound for their screen names, their houses, their wands, and all the features that some of us are missing out on! Fine, I admit, I'm jealous!

Huff. Ok, let's change the subject before I throw a full-blown hissy fit. Anyone been watching Doctor Who? I apologise for not writing some sort of review on the first two episodes, it just slipped my mind. I will say that I am glad that River has gone for now, Rory kicks ass, Amy is still as hilarious as ever and the Doctor is amazing. Oh, and those Night Terrors? Ahh, bloody scary or what! I couldn't get to sleep for an hour Saturday night because of those creepy dolls!

So, let me know if anyone is holding a grudge against Pottermore, or if you have any opinions on Doctor Who so far? I, personally, can't wait until James Cordon comes back in episode 11 *sighs dreamily*.

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Blog Award?

So, I logged on this afternoon thinking about typing out a quick post as I haven't done one in a few weeks. However, I received a nice little surprise just checking the blogs I follow: Steph of What Am I Even Doing Here? has given me the 'I Dig Your Blog' award, which by the way, I have never heard of. But hey! I'm not one to complain about something like this! So here goes!



Thank the person who gave you this award:
Really, Steph, thank you. We've only "known" each other for about a week on this site and you are already being beyond nice to me!

Reveal 3 random facts about yourself:

  1. I'm a worrier.
  2. Currently addicted to Minecraft - actually I've been addicted to Minecraft for about a year!
  3. I'm a little scared about turning 20 in two months.
Pass on the award:
Ok, I would like to pass this on to:
- iLikeAcidPops at A Pensieve for Potter

Thank you and goodbye! Much love <3

Thursday, 18 August 2011

Timetables and train woes

Good day Blog! It has been another uneventful few days here. But, in the last few hours, something, if not exciting than definitely important, happened: I found my timetable for next year. This means I now know when I will be dragging my lazy butt onto campus for what is most likely to be more difficult seminars and lectures than last year. At least hopefully they will be more exciting next year than last, if only because they were more to choose from; last year, it was more the case of 'Well, that one doesn't look too bad, but that one has this one book that I like. Oh and that one? No, just no.'

The only down side to my new timetable is that I have two 9:00 starts and a 10:00 start. Which means I will have to get the train at half 7 three times a week. This in itself is not that bad - I'm an early riser, so I would be awake anyway. What makes it horrible is that half 7 is the time all the commuters and posh school kids catch the train to work and boarding school.

The scene: the train station. The train still ten minutes away, the platform is already packed with loud teenagers with sports bags and half-awake men and women in suits, carrying briefcases and folders.
Enter our heroine: halfway down the stairs onto the platform, I realise that a) I will never get a seat on the train and b) that I have to squeeze through at least two dozen people before I can even stand on the platform comfortably.
The situation: jostled on the platform, squished even worse in the effort to get onto the train when it does arrive and cramped up to strangers in the gangway on the train because it is that full.
The conclusion? Major awkwardness, as I can't figure out where to look without appearing to be staring, I can't move away from the bag poking me in the back because there is another backpack right in front of me, and I can't even reach into my pocket to get my iPod because I have some real rubbish stuff on there and I am - stupidly - afraid someone will notice me listening to Glee or Britney Spears in a public place. Or even worse, humming along with it without realising!

Imagine my joy of realising I have that to look forward three times a week next year! God, why didn't I just move out? Oh yeah, because I don't know how to work a washing machine!

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Harry Potter Challenge

So... this is kind of awkward. I feel like I haven't seen you guys (you know, all two of you... if I'm lucky) in quite a while. Not a lot has happened since I went to Deathly Hallows midnight showing. I have caught up with my friends, went on holiday with my family for a week and what I tend to be doing a lot: sitting on my boyfriend's bed with his laptop, watching him yell at the Xbox. Yeah, I lead a fun life. Alright, stop laughing.

Anyway, since I haven't been on this almost forgotten Blog for a while, and I am late for BEDA - which I wasn't going to bother with anyway, my life is too boring - I thought I would share with you this 30 day challenge I found the other day. But you know, most of these questions would be too short for a blog post so what do you say we just spin it out for one long post, yeah? No? Tough, I'm doing it anyway!

Here we go, the Harry Potter 30 Day Challenge!

One - favourite book? I have always considered The Deathly Hallows my favourite book, mostly because it wraps up the storyline and explains everything; all the confusing little plot lines and events suddenly become clear and meaningful!
Two - favourite movie? I think The Prisoner of Azkaban - I love seeing Lupin and Sirius in the flesh and for the most part, its one of the movies that stay true to the book.
Three - which film made you angry? Well! Order of the Phoenix was the one that when I came out of the cinema, I said, 'Was that it?' I feel it misses out too much of what makes that particular book - saying that, I loved seeing Luna in that film.
Four - least favourite female character? Hmm, that's tough. I can't really think of anyone. I just asked The Boyfriend who he doesn't like and he said Umbridge. my response? 'Oh yeah. I kind of forget she's female!' So, yeah, Umbridge is my least favourite female character.
Five - least favourite male character? Although I don't "hate" anyone really strongly, even Voldemort I like in the sense that I think he is a good character, I'm going to go with Filch. He just always appears really creepy and weird to me.
Six - what house would you be in? Slytherin. I am drawn to this house because I am ambitious in getting what I want, I am a good liar, I am cunning and have a sick sense of humour.
Seven - favourite female character? Hermione. Or Luna. Love them both.
Eight - favourite subject at Hogwarts? I want to say Potions because it doesn't involve remembering incantations but I think I would be too squirmy to handle all the ingredients. So I am going to go with ... Care of Magical Creatures.
Nine - favourite male character? Sometimes Ron for his humour. Sometimes Draco or Snape for their snappy retorts.
Ten - horcruxes or Hallows? Hallows. Easy. Horcruxes creep me out.
Eleven - which character do you relate to? I think I relate to Luna most - I am quite weird and wonderful which means quite a few people almost avoid me because of it. Also I was bullied at school, so I can relate to Luna having her stuff stolen. But I was never as brave as her to ask for it back.
Twelve - favourite pairing? I like all the normal ones, you know Harry/Ginny and Ron/Hermione, even Neville/Luna. However, I have been known to read Hermione/Draco and Hermione/Severus. I can't help it, it's weird but it works!
Thirteen - least favourite movie? Not sure I have a least favourite movie. Like I said, OotP was the movie I was least impressed with, so I'm gonna go with OotP.
Fourteen - Voldemort or Harry? Harry Potter, every time.
Fifteen - who would be your best friend at Hogwarts? Probably Luna. We would go hunting for Nargles together.
Sixteen - favourite Professor? Despite being strict, I think I'd like Professor McGonagall. And I adore Professor Lupin. I think he'd be my teacher crush.
Seventeen - what would your wand be made of? I remember doing a quiz once for this but I can't for the life of me remember what the answer was! So, I'm going to go do another one, be right back. ... Well, I got 8.5", Mahogany, Dragon Heartstring - I can live with that.
Eighteen - least favourite book? I don't think I have a least favourite. I like all of them for different reasons and they all have a good story.
Nineteen - prefer books or films? They both have their benefits but the books were first. It is great having the movies to see your favourite characters embodied though.
Twenty - who would you like to meet from the cast? Emma Watson. And Alan Rickman. And Evanna Lynch. Quite a lot of them actually!
Twenty-one - which character would you bring back to life? First, I was going to say Dobby or Hedwig but thinking about it, I want to bring Lily back. I really like her character and it would be really good for Harry to actually know his mother.
Twenty-two - Harry Potter or Twilight? What kind of stupid question is that? HP for the win!
Twenty-three - Any part of the books/films made you cry? Nearly all the death scenes in both books and films.
Twenty-four - any scene you wished was in the movie? Pretty much anything with Peeves.
Twenty-five - satisfied with the epilogue? Not completely impressed that it appears only Neville has a job but other than that? Yes, very.
Twenty-six - favourite spell? Lumos - I'm afraid of the dark. Or Accio because I'm lazy.
Twenty-seven - which Hallow would you rather own? Ooh, Invisibility Cloak. The Resurrection Stone would make me sad and the Elder Wand comes with way too much power and responsibility.
Twenty-eight - who would be your nemesis at Hogwarts? Either Pansy Parkinson because she is an overall bitch or Draco Malfoy because he is a stuck-up bully.
Twenty-nine - what you like as a job after Hogwarts? I don't know... not in the Ministry that's for sure!
Thirty - how much has Harry Potter affected you and your life? Harry Potter has been a constant in my life since I was eleven. I want to say that I was immediately a fan but I don't think I was. I do remember, for some strange reason, curling up under my desk to read The Philosopher's Stone when I was about twelve. Although I have only become a proper HP nerd in the last few years, The Boy Who Lived has always been there for me to fall back on.

So that was fun! Feel free to steal and have a go yourself - link me if you do, I'd love to read your responses!

Friday, 15 July 2011

Part Two: It All Ends

As promised, my review/account/showing-off of my experience watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 at midnight. I will now take this opportunity to say: spoilers of both the movie and the book (obviously).

I have never been to a midnight showing before. That in itself made the experience different in an brilliant way. The cinema was packed with Hogwarts students, witches and wizards, Deathly Hallow symbols and even a Hagrid. I myself dressed as a Slytherin student, although my friends didn't join me. Just being in a screening where everyone cheered for the Wizarding World advert and someone yelled Reducto at 3D butterflies was awesome!

Anyway, the film itself. I don't want to give too much away, because it is an adaptation of the book and therefore a little different in the way they interpreted it onto the big screen. So, let's just stick to some key points, shall we?

The first part was the break-in at Gringotts. Although I felt the whole planning aspect of it was pretty much skipped over, I can understand why they didn't want to waste time on them sitting round a table talking when we could be watching them riding a dragon. Hermione as Bellatrix was brilliantly acted and really funny - just how I expected it.

Pretty much the last two-thirds was the Battle of Hogwarts and everything that happened there: Aberforth, the Room of Requirement, the Grey Lady, Snape and the Prince's Tale, Harry's Kings Cross Station etc.

  • So, Aberforth: exactly how I imagined him. Didn't give him as much credit as in the book - skipped over the whole family history talk - but still showed his importance in the Final Battle. 
  • Room of Requirement - all the students, hurt but not defeated - loved it. Luna and Neville was just amazing throughout the whole Battle. And the fiendfyre with Draco, Goyle and Zabini: a little bit terrifying but really good. 
  • The Grey Lady? Scary ghost, really scary! Just you wait!
  • Ah, the Prince's Tale. Snape's death ... isn't exactly like the book but somehow almost better. They got all the important memories, especially the one that really made me cry which was Snape showing Dumbledore his doe Patronus. 'Lily? After all this time?' / 'Always.' I fell in love with Alan Rickman all over again watching him play Severus's memories. 
  • Oh my God, Harry's confrontation with Voldemort was really good. You Know Who was super crazy towards the end and the Death Eaters were just insane. And Dumbledore in Kings Cross was superbly done, I'm impressed. Oh, but watch out for the 'little boy', you know under the seat? *shudders* Scary. And Dumbledore got his line! You should know the one I mean!
  • And the actual Battle? Most of it was covered with explosions of spells and falling stone. Apparently, they chose not to show the heroes actual deaths but for Harry to see them in the make-shift infirmary. I cried seeing Tonks and Lupin nearly holding hands and the Weasley's mourning Fred. 
Oh my God, I almost forgot! Ron and Hermione! We see them in the Chamber of Secrets! Don't want to ruin it, but seriously, I loved it. 

As usual, I have missed out loads of important bits and pieces that really tied the film together and made it, what I think to be, one of the best book adaptations ever. I adored this film and am just amazingly proud of them for making this film, probably the most important film of the series, as true to the book as possible, getting all the good bits in (Molly and Bellatrix's fight? Awesome!) and making me cry, just like I knew I would. 


Harry Potter fans, the films may be over but for us, the importance of Harry's world will never end. (Sorry, just had to be said)

Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Harry Potter Musings

As you may be aware, I live in England, you know the small island off the coast of Europe? Yeah, that's the one - the home of Doctor Who, Harry Potter and the Beatles. Unfortunately, the Harry Potter fandom seems to be much more... centred over the other side of the pond. They have LeakyCon, WrockStock, most of the Wrock bands, the Wizarding World etc. And at this point, I cannot help but feel a little resentful. Of the US having all the theme parks and HP fandom gatherings while I actually find it hard to find true Harry Potter fans my age who are willing to admit it!

Anyway, my point was that I am insanely jealous of this year's LeakyCon, even more than I have been past years. Because this is it. The last one. Hopefully without sounding whiny, I just want to express the unfairness of British people, those from the home of Harry Potter, being unable, or least finding it a whole lot more difficult, to experience more extravagant HP-themed outings and share the joy with more HP fans.

There, I am done.

Now, onto the next subject: the last movie. Even though I can't go to LeakyCon or the Wizarding World (yet), I am going to the midnight showing of the Deathly Hallows Part 2 at my local, most expensive cinema with my boyfriend and two best friends. Also, despite living in the UK, where people my age aren't willing to admit to liking, or sometimes even reading, Harry Potter, I will be wearing my Slytherin tie and carrying my wand with pride tomorrow night. Because it is my last chance to do so. Oh, wow, I actually got teary typing that sentence! I am honestly not sure if that is dedicated or just plain sad!

I am aware that I haven't written a post in a while and for that I apologise. On the other hand, I doubt many people noticed or even cared so I am not going to bother explaining why - not that I have a specific reason. So, that said, I am going to go watch the Big Band Theory with my boyfriend and I will undoubtedly post on Friday. The day it all ends! *crys*

Thursday, 23 June 2011

Simply Follow The Owls

So, J.K Rowling's Pottermore annoucement was revealed a few hours ago and I have just watched the video again, this time without shaking with excitement. I for one am beyond excited for this project and I cannot wait until October to find out more. What I like about the video is that Jo spoke directly to us, the fans, describing us "as enthusiastic and inventive as ever".

She also said thank you. To us, the readers. Really, Jo? We love you and all, more than you can possibly imagine, so I think it should be us thanking you for the literary miracle you have written for the world.

Describing the Harry Potter fans as a "wonderful, diverse and loyal readership" is simply beyond amazing. And boy, does she have a way with words! That is the perfect way to describe Harry Potter fans, because true fans are loyal to the story and characters - the fans are as important to the author as the story is to the fans.

One last thing: "additional information I've been hoarding for years". What? WHAT? I cannot express my excitement and surprise and... oh my God, I want to know now! October cannot come quickly enough!

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

In Memory Of Those We Lost

Whether it be in the Battle of Hogwarts, 2nd May 1998, or in the fight against Voldemort after his return in 1995, we will never forget those who gave their lives for the side of the Light, for Harry.

In Memory Of Those We Lost

Monday, 13 June 2011

Life at University

So, I have finished first year! Isn't that amazing? I suppose I shouldn't boast too much until I actually find out how well I did in exams. Anyway, I have written quite a few things over the last few months about how university is for me but now it's time for something different. Last week, I took my camera in and filmed some parts of my campus, mashed them together and voila! YouTue video! Yeah, bet you didn't know I was also on YouTube! Oh, you did? Have I already mentioned that on here? I can't remember.

Anyway! Here is my video. And you know, feel free to make fun - I am already aware that I make crappy videos and am not very comfortable in front of a camera.

Sunday, 5 June 2011

A Good Man Goes To War

Obviously, spoilers ahead. Do not recommend reading if you haven't watched the episode yet.

So, can anyone say mindf*ck? Overall, I loved the episode. It was complex, engaging, both funny and cute moments and just everything that good Doctor Who should be. So, some notes that I can't be bothered to put into full sentences:


  • Loved the poem/verse thing about Demons Run - a nice little motto for life kind of thing and successfully summarises most of the Doctor's adventures
  • Eye-patch lady is a pretty scary villain in the way she was so cold
  • Rory with the cybermen kicked ass! On that subject, loved the question "Where is my wife?" plus the message from the Doctor (aka the explosion). That was the best moment for Rory so far, in my opinion. 
  • Amy's little monologue to her daughter was heart-warming and emotional and so good. Karen Gillan's acting  has been and continues to be amazing in this series.
  • Loved how the Doctor recruited all those people - the good guys from all the villains from past adventures
  • The future army/clerics reminds me of the stereotypical image of the trigger-happy US Army of today 
  • The headless monks were incredibly creepy - the tied neck after the hood, oh my God, that was terrifying! 
  • Melody - first off, such a beautiful name. Second, loved how Rory was so proud and how adorable he looked when he was holding her. Third, I was thinking about Amy's "time-head" comment at the beginning of the series and was kind of right - because she was conceived in the time vortex, she was influenced and whatnot to Time and Space, thus Time Lord DNA. Nice twist, Moffat! 
  • Now that I think about it, were we actually told why eye-patch lady wanted Amy's daughter? I know it had something about making her a weapon against the Doctor, but what did the Doctor do to be so scary in the first place? Or am I just missing the point that it's the Doctor's legacy that they are so frightened of? 


Now, the ending. The truth. Surprisingly, some of my friends and I had actually theorised that River was Amy's daughter.I liked how it was explained through the translations as well, it stopped it being rushed out in one breath. For one horrible moment, I thought the Doctor was going to run away and we wouldn't know! Oh, and his mime for kissing Amy's daughter: hilarious! Matt Smith's expressions have always been priceless but his mix of shock and pleasure when he found out the truth was just brilliant.

Of course, I have missed a few points and I'm sure I could find loads more to talk about but I am going to stop there. And the 'Coming soon', did you see it? A skeletal hand holding the sonic screwdriver! Who, what, how, huh? We have to wait until autumn to find out; September can't come quickly enough!

Saturday, 4 June 2011

Doctor Brennan's lab assistant?

Yes, I just took a personality quiz to see which lab assistant I am most like from 'Bones'. Not what I thought my 50th post would be, I had hoped for something a little more entertaining and unusual but oh well. I just had to share this piece of knowledge. 

So, here's my result:



At least I wasn't Daisy! No, I do kind of agree with it - I don't think I've had a hard life though. And I'd like to think my love life is "colourful". 

Here's the link if you are interested in finding out who you are: http://www.buddytv.com/personalityquiz/bones-personalityquiz.aspx?quiz=100000051 

See you tomorrow with a review of the mid-series finale of Doctor Who!

Sunday, 29 May 2011

The Almost People

Yes, I am going to attempt some sort of review type thing for the last two episodes of Doctor Who, The Rebel Flesh and The Almost People. Warning: obviously, there will be spoilers so if you haven't watched either episode yet, don't carry on reading.

I suppose the most important thing - or rather the one thing that sticks out for me - is the duplicate Doctor. So, first, I honestly thought my dreams had been answered: two Doctors! Also, I loved the previous carnation- catch up thing that happened - I especially loved the jelly baby line, if only because one of my best friend says it all the time.

In general, I thought it was a really good double episode - it addressed the fear of humanity being replaced, the threat of war/revolution, Rory being a hero, the deviousness of Jen as flesh, and so much more. It was respectably scary and sad - especially the deaths of some of the crew.

Sexy and dependable - loved how the events of The Doctor's Wife had not been forgotten.

Pregnancy and Ganger Amy - oh my God, I did not see that coming! But it's finally being explained! I can't believe Amy hasn't even been around for so long! And the eye-patch lady? Wow, I would hate giving birth if she was my midwife! And is it possible that Amy is some sort of vessel or surrogate mother for another Time Lord? Is that what the eye-patch lady was talking about? Who knows? I just really hope they explain it next week and not afterwards - I don't think I can wait until autumn to find out the truth.

Oh, speaking of truth! River Song! You better make it good!

So, we'll have to wait until next week's A Good Man Goes To War to find out. No doubt I will blog about it too, so if I don't see you before then, have a good one!

Sunday, 8 May 2011

He called himself Hyde.

I have some news to share. Nothing amazing and mind-blowing, just awesome for me to have experienced it. Yesterday, a whole group of us went to Bristol Hippodrome to see Marti Pellow in 'Jekyll and Hyde'. And oh my God, it was good! I don't think anything I say will do it justice, it was seriously that amazing!

I had already seen Marti Pellow on stage, in Witches of Eastwick, so I knew how well he could perform. And he certainly didn't disappoint! Apart from being an amazing singer, he acts so well - the character's conflict specifically. Plus, and I may just be saying this because I have a thing for bad men, but Hyde was just ... phwoar! I mean, he killed five people but ... don't judge me! He was incredibly sexy in his cloak and coat tails and top hat.

Anyway, have a video of the production and see for yourself.

Monday, 2 May 2011

Voldemort’s Downfall

It was on this day, exactly 13 years ago, that Voldemort inadvertently killed the last Horcrux in Harry’s body, allowing Dumbledore’s Army and the Order of the Phoenix to overcome the Death Eaters and for Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, to finally defeat Lord Voldemort once and for all.

In memory of the Battle of Hogwarts, I have drawn the Deathly Hallows symbol on my wrist and Harry’s lightning scar on my finger, to show my support and spread the HP love!

I also got creative with my camera, want to see?

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Sunday, 1 May 2011

The Impossible Astronaut and Day of the Moon

Yes, as I said yesterday, I have returned in the month of May to review the first two episodes of series 6 of Doctor Who. Now, I must mention now, if you didn't already guess, there will be quite a few spoilers for both episodes so if you haven't watched them, well what they hell are you reading this for?


Last week, I did mention a few things on the first episode didn't I? Let's have a look at those, so I don't have to repeat myself.
  • River kind of annoyed me when she was being all high and mighty about spoilers and timelines
  • I did pick up on the Doctor's age inconsistency
  • I guessed that Amy was pregnant, then wasn't sure because River said she felt sick too, then knew Amy was pregnant anyway
  • my boyfriend thought Amy would say it was the Doctor's but I shushed him quickly
  • the girl's voice was a little bit creepy and I so did not expect her to be in the astronaut suit
  • I am assuming that the alien is The Silence - also, he looked like a dementor in the bathroom scene
  • Rory was a little bit too wimpy at the beginning but then I warmed up to him, even though this forgetfulness is really starting to creep me out 
  • Anyone else recognise the half-way built Tardis from 'The Lodger' in the tunnels?
  • I can't believe Amy shot her! I refuse to believe Amy shot her and actually killed her!

Oh, look at that! I was right about Amy not killing the girl... oh, and the Doctor noticed the similarities of that half-built Tardis from 'The Lodger'! And the Silence! Still at creepy as ever. I did like the little montage bit of 'The Silence' following the Doctor through time as well.  

I thought it was incredibly clever how they sped up the time and let the audience catch up to the three months lost between episodes - it was a little confusing (that might have something to do with me eating dinner at the same time) but really well done.

Just quickly, while the marks and crosses on their faces really creeped me out, I think I've just worked it out. Unless I'm completely wrong, is it their way of counting how many Silence's they saw so they wouldn't forget? Because we never saw them mark their skin, so they don't remember doing it, suggesting they did it while they were looking at the Silence. Clever, huh?

Onto River. Last week, I did say she was annoying me and her flirting with the Doctor was both funny and inappropriate but I loved Amy when she interrupted them. And the kiss at the end? Holy crap! That solves that mystery! Yeah, after that, I'm beginning to warm to the theory that River is the Doctor's wife or something. And I did love her when she was kicking the Silence's butt with her sonic-Nerf gun. That was awesome.

Poor Rory, feeling left out and forgotten when Amy was talking through the telepathic red thing. I felt really sorry for him; I suppose he was always felt secondary to the Doctor in Amy's life but she couldn't not love him and his stupid face!

Oh, Canton. He was really good at saving the world, even though he is a trigger-happy American. I loved how he just trusted the Doctor's plan, even though he didn't understand it, especially with Amy's camera phone. Even I was confused at that - never do really understand the Doctor's plans though.

The writing. I think it's a good Doctor Who episode when I really have to think to keep with the Doctor's thinking and planning, his twists and turns throughout the story. I thought it was ridiculously clever to weave our own history into the Doctor's world, it makes it so much more real.

Now, the ending. The little girl? Amy's daughter? I actually kind of love her - she looked so adorable and, to me at least, it seemed that even though she couldn't say it, she was just trying to save and/or help Amy in the orphanage. And her being some sort of Time Lady? What and how is that? Was Amy right, that her baby will be born with a time head? Or will it not be that simple? Maybe the Doctor's DNA gets into Amy somehow, whether it be an accident or not, who knows? One thing though, I can't wait to see how they resolve that!

Saturday, 30 April 2011

Saturday the Thirtieth - the end!

Well, I did it, I finished BEDA without skipping a single day! Congratulations to me.

On the one hand, I am proud of myself for finding time every day for the last month to write - even if some, if not most, of it turned out to be complete and utter rubbish. Doing this everyday, I did learn a little about patience and perseverance. And some other things beginning with P.

On the other foot, I do feel like my creativity suffered, being "forced" to write something everyday. Plus there were some days this month that I wouldn't have even put the laptop on if it wasn't for BEDA.

So overall, I would say that I am glad I completed BEDA for the first time but I'm not sure I will do it again. I'd prefer to write when I feel inspired and end up with something really good (hopefully). It will feel a little weird tomorrow to not have to remember to blog before I go to bed but I'm glad it's over.

So Blog, I have had a good April, writing everyday so that you can experience it with me. And I will see you soon*, in May!




*Saying that, I will probably blog tomorrow or the next day to talk about Doctor Who, depending on how I feel about tonight's episode. So, see you then!

Friday, 29 April 2011

Friday Twenty-Ninth - Royal Wedding

Yes, it was the Royal Wedding today, just in case you've been living in a cave the last few months and hadn't heard. Since the engagement announcement, I was happy for them but on a personal level, I wasn't all that fussed. However, this morning, I was clued to the TV from 8 until half 1, watching the guests arrive, the crowds, the service, the procession and the balcony. I have to admit, parts were dry and a little bit boring, but Kate, or rather Catherine, looked beautiful in her dress and the Prince's looked handsome in their uniforms. Poor William looked nervous in the car from Clarence House to Westminster but when Kate walked up the aisle and he turned to her, I saw him mouth "you're beautiful" to her and she just glowed. It was adorable!

Maybe it's just the romantic in me but I was really happy for both of them, smiling and holding hands as they came out of the Abbey.

And the balcony. It's become a sort of tradition for the wedding party to come out onto the balcony of Buckingham Palace and they were ... well, rumours may not be the right word, but chances were that the couple would have their first public kiss as a married couple on the balcony. And ... yep, you guessed it; they did! The cheer in the crowds was amazing.




It's not just that they are my monarchy. In the world we live in now, with all our technological advances but also the terror, fear and war, this was just what we needed. A reminder of what the world can accomplish, that it is beautiful. And you know what? For one of the first times, today I felt proud to be British.

Thursday, 28 April 2011

Thursday Twenty-Eighth - genius? I think not!

Hey guys. I just finished taking the Eureka Aptitude test, from the TV show 'A Town Called Eureka' - check it out, it's amazing. Anyway, I was looking up when the new episodes start (which I couldn't find by the way) and found this quiz. It's basically a 20 question IQ test. It has questions on Shakespeare, architecture, circles and Lord of the Flies.

Anyway, check it out:

You scored 10 out of 20.
You're no genius... yet! Why not give it another go and see if you can come top of the class and join the geniuses of Eureka!


Pretty good, huh? I mean, I cheated a little bit on some of them; who is supposed to know the name of 17th century headdress? But I was equally impressed that I remembered some stuff from GCSE Biology! I was so sure I had repressed all that!

So, here, have the linky-thingy:
http://www.syfy.co.uk/quiz/eureka-aptitude-test

Try it out! Seriously, it took me, like, 15 minutes and that's including me searching Google. Let me know how you did! See you tomorrow.

Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Wednesday Twenty-Seventh - The Golden Trio

Short one again, sorry about that. It's the last few days of the month and I am running out of steam, not to mention the pounding headache I've had all day.

So, let's just put another polyvore set up, yeah? This one I am actually extremely proud of. What do you think?


The Golden Trio

The Golden Trio by Twitch <3 TimeGirl on Polyvore.com

Tuesday, 26 April 2011

Tuesday Twenty-Sixth - Halo

Hey, no time to talk. I've been feeling a little better, I took some foul-tasting medicine last night to help me sleep and woke up feeling pretty good, considering.

I spent this morning watching TV (Glee specifically) and trying to do some work but failing because I couldn't breathe due to my nose. Hey, I think that's a legitimate reason!

Anyway, I can't talk right now because my boyfriend has finally convinced me to play on his Xbox, so right now I am getting my butt kicked on Halo Reach. It's making my boyfriend laugh anyway, probably because I suck and yell at the TV.

As my boyfriend has pointed, I don't suck because I haven't died yet.

So, I'm gonna go back to Halo, see you tomorrow!

Monday, 25 April 2011

Monday Twenty-fifth - N.C.I.S

I did just write out an entire blog post but then accidently deleted it when I got pissy with the computer. Since I can't be bothered to write it all out again, here, have a picture from my polyvore account (go look it up, I cba to explain right now):

N.C.I.S

N.C.I.S by Twitch <3 TimeGirl on Polyvore.com

Sunday, 24 April 2011

Sunday Twenty-Fourth - chocolate and the Doctor

Everyone having a good Easter Sunday so far? I'm assuming that's a yes. Good stuff.

Despite being nineteen and not having anyone in the house that's under the age of 15, we had an Easter egg hunt this morning. It was really fun. We nearly lost one, as the Easter bunny forgot where he put the last little one but it was discovered in the sitting room just before lunch. Anyway, I now have A LOT of chocolate. I'm probably still going to be eating it at Halloween!*

So, what did you guys think of Doctor Who last night? Spoiler alert by the way.

Although I was pretty confused and all about the astronaut at the beginning and the mindf*ck with the Doctor's "death", I really liked it. Hopefully, I'll like it more when I understand it after next weeks episode because I really hate cliffhangers.

Since I need to leave for my grandparents house for another egg hunt in about fifteen minutes, I will quickly list my thoughts for you:

  • River kind of annoyed me when she was being all high and mighty about spoilers and timelines
  • I did pick up on the Doctor's age inconsistency
  • I guessed that Amy was pregnant, then wasn't sure because River said she felt sick too, then knew Amy was pregnant anyway
  • my boyfriend thought Amy would say it was the Doctor's but I shushed him quickly
  • the girl's voice was a little bit creepy and I so did not expect her to be in the astronaut suit
  • I am assuming that the alien is The Silence - also, he looked like a dementor in the bathroom scene
  • Rory was a little bit too wimpy at the beginning but then I warmed up to him, even though this forgetfulness is really starting to creep me out 
  • Anyone else recognise the half-way built Tardis from 'The Lodger' in the tunnels?
  • I can't believe Amy shot her! I refuse to believe Amy shot her and actually killed her!
Ok, I think that's about it. It is now time for more chocolate and tea. See you tomorrow!



*Not likely though. I am a pig.

Saturday, 23 April 2011

Saturday the Twenty-third - Who!

The Saturday between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. This Saturday (so far) has been spent eating ice cream and complaining about hayfever. However, to nerds, it is not just another Saturday. IT IS THE RETURN OF DOCTOR WHO!!!!!!! Soooo ridiculous excited!

As I am pretty damn stubborn and inpatient, I have been looking for spoilers on the BBC website - I refuse to believe most forums as it is usually pure speculation. However, thanks to Radio Times's interview with Stephen Moffat, I now know that the first two episodes contain Nixon, The Silence, an astronaut and the world's creepiest little alien guy I have ever seen. I also know that the cliffhanger of the first half will explain who River Song is.

On the subject of River, I am a little split over her. I liked her when she first turned up - kind of. She both annoyed and intrigued me. And I am aware that many fans are fed up with her because it is being dragged on too long. I do kind of agree with that; the character that the Doctor himself didn't know or understand was mystifying but the storyline has been dragged on for far too long, and I fear, allowing speculation to ruin the mystery. That said, with the end in sight, I am looking forward to finding out the truth.

Well, my nose and throat are hurting me again so I am going to go get some more ice cream ... to sooth it of course. The fact that it is cooling me down from the current 27 degrees (C by the way) is a bonus. See you tomorrow!

Friday, 22 April 2011

Friday Twenty-second - sleepover tales

A group of nineteen year old's having a sleepover? Sad, right? Wrong. Well no, probably right but we did it anyway!

Yesterday I told you I would hopefully have some interesting stories to tell. Well, I do but I'm probably not going to tell them all a) because this is the internet and b) I have a headache and can't be bothered. On the note, let's begin.

Yesterday afternoon I went round my friend Rose's house for dinner, my three other friends turning up later in the evening. We watched some Merlin, Doctor Who, ate pizza and strawberry laces and generally caught up, as we hadn't seen one another in about a month.

One highlight of the evening with Alex making up some rules for a Doctor Who drinking game. (Notes: Alex is a boy but hangs out with us so much he's practically one of the girls and in England we can legally drink at 18) We watched an old episode, one with the seventh Doctor and Ace, which was really good. But, I got too caught up in the story and therefore missed all the cues, such as yelling "drop down and give me twenty" when the fitness instructor came on screen and standing up and pretend-tipping a hat when the Doctor did it. This led to me drinking my drink way too quickly and giving up within about 15 minutes (I'm a bit of a sore loser). It was really funny though.

This morning, I was awake way too early because of my stupid body clock always waking me up at 7, so I was fussing the cats for an hour while waiting for everyone else to wake up - then I gave up and got myself breakfast. Jordi is not a morning person and was extremely grumpy when I woke her up climbing over her to get to the door. She and Alex had a pillow fight because... well, who knows? Probably because Alex was trying to wake her up.

It has been another lovely and ridiculously hot, sunny day today so we spent the morning in the park on the swings and playing badminton - badly. We ate Fabs and more pizza, and watched National Treasure 2. It was a good sleepover.

Now, I am home, I am trying not to fall asleep and I am suffering from light hayfever. But now I must go, I am going to watch Angel that I missed this morning. So, until tomorrow!

Thursday, 21 April 2011

Thursday Twenty-first - fail

Good morning Blog! This post will find you earlier in the day than normal as I feel I will not be able to get to a computer, let alone post anything later today. I have a sleepover to get to, because that is what cool kids do.

Anyway, as it isn't even lunchtime over here, I have very little to say about my day so far. Not that it is usually gripping tales anyway, but still!

I am so bored, I am searching Google for blog ideas! And I have to say, most of them are rubbish. Check this out: Write a funny post. Wow, helpful! Yeah, whatever.

What interesting things have happened in my life recently? Well, I turned the laptop on this morning and found 25 emails, all from facebook, detailing an argument my friends were having on a private message. Yeah, that wasn't that interesting, just kind of annoying. Ooh, well it's the 21st today, yeah? So that means it is my *counts on fingers* 3 years, 11 months anniversary with my boyfriend. You know what that means? Next month it will be 3 years, 12 months! Or, better yet, 4 years! Yeah, I think that second one makes more sense.

Ok then. This has been a fail of a post. Hopefully, I will have some interesting stories to tell tomorrow about what we end up doing tonight. Until next time!

Wednesday, 20 April 2011

Wednesday Twentieth - Goodbye Sarah Jane

Hey there Blog. This will probably end up as a really short post, as I am kind of tired and don't want to be on the laptop too long.

It's been another hot, sunny day down here, which means I didn't move too much. I did some work on my essay due after Easter, watched some TV, read down in the summer house and watched some more TV with my boyfriend.

The one thing I do want to talk about is Elizabeth Sladen. You may or may not know that she has died recently, in the last twenty-four hours. I found out this morning. She is most known for playing Sarah Jane Smith from Doctor Who and Sarah Jane Adventures. I adore her. I fell in love with her when she came back on 'School Reunion', then I watched her on Sarah Jane Adventures. She is/was an amazing actress and will be missed terribly by her friends, family and fans.

Goodbye Sarah Jane Smith. We'll miss you <3

Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Tuesday Nineteenth - sun, sun, sun!

Today has been the sort of day where I really don't want to be sat in front of a laptop. But, I promised to myself and to you, Blog, that I would complete my first BEDA successfully. That said, this will be an incredibly short post.

It has been a good day. I have been fairly busy and/or active today, helping my mother food shopping, vacuuming the house and walking into town. I spent the afternoon watching 'Iron Man' with my boyfriend, nomming on Refresher ice lollies.

Another sunny day in England. This of course means that my boyfriend (and my itchy legs) complained about the heat. For some time over lunch, I sat the garden watching Dad and little brother painting the fence and tickling the cat who was fighting with the bamboo. As I said, good day.

As I am tired and in need of food, I leave you with a picture from A Very Potter Sequel (which I adore by the way).

Monday, 18 April 2011

Monday Eighteenth - travelling

Yet again, I blog from my boyfriend's bed while he sits on the computer. Only this time I have the added bonus of Red Dwarf on the Xbox.

Since I have minimal to talk about since the only exciting thing I have done today is watch 'Date Night', I am going to try another day task. Ah, here we go, day 13: Somewhere you'd like to move or visit.

I have always liked the idea of travelling around the world, seeing new places and visiting the wonders in both my own and other countries. Ideally, a few places I would love to go to are New York, Egypt, Hawaii, Paris, Australia, Berlin, Montreal, Venice, Washington DC, London, Athens, and...  God, loads more!

Growing up in a family that goes on holiday every summer and Easter, I am used to visiting castles, houses and gardens, old family mansions and dead famous people's homes. But that was as a family, with Dad wandering off by himself, Mum worrying over food and sun screen,and little brother getting lost. I dream of travelling with my friends or with my boyfriend, discovering this places by myself, not because Mum spotted a nice looking house in the guidebook.

Lately, I am also dreaming of driving around England with my boyfriend, going to places in my own country I haven't been before, like Devon and parts of Kent and up north. Of course, I can't drive and neither can he, so that dream will have to wait for a few years.

After university, I am thinking of travelling. After all that studying and exams and essays, I will need to shed my responsibilities and do what I want... right, I'd better start saving now!

Sunday, 17 April 2011

Sunday Seventeenth - not so lazy Sunday

Hello Blog. It has been a fairly eventful Sunday and by that I mean I actually left the house.

This morning, my grandparents came over for a visit, which was nice as I haven't seen them in a few weeks. This afternoon I kind of guilt-tripped my boyfriend into coming outside with me. You see, he is a computer nerd and burns in the sun if he steps out of the front door. But I complained enough that we met up with his friend Dave and went into town and bought some food (and ice lollies) and sat in the park. By chance, we bumped into some of my friends from sixth form and they tagged along with us. We sat in the park for three hours; I have only just come back for dinner.

The thing with my friends is that we are all slightly or really insane, which makes public outings both hilarious and embarrassing. Alex and Dave had a fight with plastic bottles, the boys made obscene* comments at other people, usually ones who couldn't hear us, and we all had about 4 Fab's each. We watched a group of teenage boys play Frisbee really bad at the other end of the park. We watched three kids kick a football into a tree and then fail at climbing to get it - that was hilarious.

All in all, a good day. It made me really miss my friends as they have bogged off to all corners of the country, but it's Easter holidays so they have come home, hopefully meaning I can meet up with them in the next few weeks.

Until tomorrow.


*and by that I mean swear words or just random stuff really loudly.

Saturday, 16 April 2011

Saturday Sixteenth - horoscopes and zodiacs

I have a little thing for horoscopes. I don't completely abide by their wisdom, word for word, I just like reading them. Sometimes they are reasonably accurate, in a vague kind of way, sometimes they are hilariously wrong.

Today's horoscope for me, courtsey of Daily Horoscopes dot com, is thus:
Your physical appearance seems to have been buffed or polished overnight. Complements are many today and people are not quite sure what, if anything, you have changed. Your energies are high and you look forward to seeing particular people or just being where you are in your life at this time. You could be most persuasive with others because your thinking is of the highest form and you will not have to audit what you say. This situation is a natural for self-expression and when it is your turn to speak many people will listen. Outer circumstances tend to work in your favor. Take advantage of the gradual metamorphosis that is taking place within you now and get to know the adventurer and achiever that is inside of you.
Now, overnight I have broken out in spots/bitemarks on my legs. Check to physical appearance changing. Compliments? Meh, not really. High energy? I am exhausted and the only energetic thing I did today was walk from my boyfriend's house to mine - 15 minutes. Look forward to seeing people? Yeah, my family came home from holiday today, it was nice to have them back. Thinking of the highest form? I have literally no idea what this person is on about! Self-expression? The most self-expressing thing I have done today is this: write in my blog!

So, yeah, some right, some wrong, some waaaay off!

Another thing is your zodiac. I am a Libra and for the most part, what they say about me is fairly true. Apparently, Libra's are dipolmatic, graceful, peaceful, hospitable, superficial, indecisive and unreliable. Now, as a Libra, I can say that I am hardly graceful and reasonably dipolmatic as I hate arguments. I wouldn't say I am unreliable, I think I am quite reliable, when I remember to be! And indecisive? If I was indecisive, I would never have asked out my boyfriend!

Some of Libra's traits that apply to me are being social, a little bit lazy, independant, likes the unusual, good instincts, have a hard time saying 'no' to people, being too nice and creatively intelligent.

So, what you do think of horoscopes and zodiac predictions Blog? And readers, if there are any? Until next time! Well, tomorrow.