WARNING: DOCTOR WHO SPOILERS
I tried so hard not to cry because my grandparents were in the room, but I admit, I teared up a little. Thankfully, neither of them noticed. This episode was beautiful and imaginative and really something. It was really well-thought out, and it shows just how much thought went into the series, how it all tied together and everything. I loved how things from previous episodes linked into the last one, especially when the Doctor said "Gotcha" (this scene from the The Beast Below, anyone?), and this part.
I love the way the Doctor jumped through time and told Roman Rory what to do, and then later on, we got to see what went on in the other end. I thought it was a really amazing touch. I also love how they managed to keep so much of it a secret until it was necessary to announce it.
The idea was generally one of their better ones, and a lot of the quotes made me smile, especially the one about Rory being "The Boy Who Waited" - I just loved how the Doctor made Amy and Rory sound connected, as Amy is already well-known as "The Girl Who Waited".
Amy is an amazing character, and I've expressed my love for her many times. When my friend asked "If you were gay, and you choose any girl to be your girlfriend, who would it be?" I didn't hesitate in replying Amy Pond. And I'm serious. She's an amazing companion, better than any I've seen so far. She's so quirky and arrogant, so smart and witty, so funny, so ginger. I love her to pieces. I don't think they could have casted her better, either. Karen Gillan is a gorgeous, intelligent, amazing actress.
Rory is adorable. I admit, I was iffy about him at first, but when I realised he was going to be around for more than one episode, he grew on me. He's that typical, clumsy, shy boy who has a heart too big for his body and never really knows what's going on. Adorable, utter adorable. I love how he waited an entire 2,000 years for Amy while she was in the Pandorica, saving her from harm, posing as a guard in the museum to keep an eye on her and everything. Amy/Rory is The Couple That Waited.
River, I'm not actually keen on. Maybe that's because I feel like she's trying to take the Doctor away from Amy, maybe because she's forcing the Doctor to know who she is before he's meant to meet her, maybe it's because she's just too damn interfering. But I'm not keen on her. Sure, if she waited until her time to meet the Doctor and become his companion, I'd probably like her. Maybe I will, in that near future she's always on about.
Now, onto the most important character of the series. Number Eleven. I had high hopes for the Raggedy Doctor, and he met them. When he joined Doctor Who, he had pretty big shoes to fill - David Tennant left a massive expectation amongst all Whovians, and Matt Smith had to meet that. I think he did. While he had Number Ten's eccentric attitude and witty remarks, he was clumsy and he didn't always know what to do. He made mistakes, his plans failed, he wasn't always cocky and arrogant, he didn't try to hide his fear. And I love that about him. Yes, I loved #10's arrogance and perfection, but I didn't want #11 to be a carbon copy of him. I wanted differences, but similarities, and that's exactly what I got. Matt Smith is an amazing actor, and I adore him to pieces.
At the end of the start of the finale (last week's episode), I was mind boggled. I had no idea how they'd continue it with Amy dead, the Doctor trapped, and River about to be blown up. But it all pieced together, and my theory was wrong (Churchill, the Bloody Queen, Van Gogh, and everyone, was going to band together to save them xD), but that's alright because the actual ending was better.
I love how they twisted the "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue." wedding rhyme to fit the TARDIS, and I honestly didn't make the connection until right before the TARDIS appeared, when Amy was screaming for him to come back because she remembered. It was genius.
So, another amazing series is over, and I'm glad that no one has left (although I'll be honest, I expected someone to die). And, as I just said to Ellen on Twitter, we will have to follow Amy and Rory's examples, and be The Fans Who Waited. No Doctor Who until Christmas!
Showing posts with label fangirl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fangirl. Show all posts
Saturday, 26 June 2010
Friday, 18 June 2010
Shush Girl, Shut Yo' Lips.
Note to self: Never ever ever put off a blog post because you're too tired. The pile of things to say just builds up and up and up, until it's ridiculous. Don't put off Dailybooth, either, because you're meant to post a picture a day. Not every four days, with pictures from three days ago that you were too damn lazy to upload. Understand? Good.
Since there are quite a few things I want to cover, I'm gonna use numbers.
1. I went on a Science trip on Wednesday, to Bradwell Abbey, for Chemistry at Work. It was exclusive to Science Set One, and there were only a dozen places or so, so we had to leave some of our friends behind at school. It was pretty good - some parts were boring, other parts were really interesting, and it was better than spending a day at school doing Science with The Viper* and Athletics in PE. We learned about several different things, experienced various explosions including a giant fireball that nearly hit my friends and I**, we found out how fingerprints/DNA tests work, and I held a piece of Mars in my hand. We watched eagerly and squeamishly as someone cut another staff member's arm open using only dyed bread dough and fake blood (click here to see picture). We screamed at loud explosions, and laughed over how one room smelled like dentists when we entered, and burnt crumpets when we left.
There were a few other schools there, too, and one of them made me squeal like the silly fangirl I am. They have four Houses, and each House has a different colour (their ties are striped that colour, and their school badge is in that colour) - Red, green, yellow and blue. I strongly believe they were Hogwarts students, pretending to be Muggles to mingle in with the Muggle world.
2. Yesterday, I went to the dentist. Now, before I start my story, I'm going to say straight out that I hate the dentist. My teeth are honestly more mucked up than anyone's I've ever met; even one of the many dentists I've seen said that some of my teeth are at angles he's never seen (and he's worked for years). I've been dragged all around the country to various dentists for various check-ups and examinations. I can't get braces until all of my stubborn baby teeth have fallen out. And then they lost my paperwork. All of it. So now we have to start from scratch. Idiots.
So, anyway, I went to dentist yesterday, and the lady - Anna - poked around in my mouth, as they do. I have a baby tooth that's extremely loose. and my adult tooth has grown beneath it, flattened by the baby tooth. The gum has gotten inside the baby tooth, making it impossible to pull out. Despite my protests, Anna said she could pull that out there and then by hand, and my mum urged her to do it. She put numbing cream on my gum, and then tugged at my tooth after a few minutes. It hurt like hell. Every part of my mouth was numb except for my gum, my tooth didn't come out, and I was in severe pain for at least an hour afterwards. I wouldn't open my mouth after that. I even cried, that's how bad it was.
"How long will the numbing cream last?" I asked after she'd finished examining my mum (we made a group appointment), and we were about to leave.
"Only an hour or so, darling," Anna replied. It lasted around three to four hours. Hmph.
3. On Tuesday (I know, jumping back in time), I hurt my thumb in Tech. We were doing woodwork, sawing to be exact, and we had to hold the block of wood against this thing to keep it straight while sawing. I pulled a muscle from that, somehow. It hurt on Tuesday, then I didn't really feel much on Wednesday, but since then, it's been killing me. I keep moving my thumb in ways it doesn't like, and the amount of times I've shouted "Ouch!" (more in surprise at the pain rather than the pain itself) in class over the past couple of days is ridiculous. It huuuurts.
4. I got super worried today. My phone is my baby*** - it's lasted two and a half years, and it only messed up once (within the first year of it's life, it was my fault, and it was easily fixed) since I got it. Today, a friend from school was trying to Bluetooth a song to me, and it wouldn't work. Bare in mind, this was in the middle of class, so we were being careful not to get caught. I gave her my phone so I could concentrate on the work while she messed around with Bluetooth and whatnot. When I got my phone back, it kept freezing and not working and stuff. I freaked out. I had pictures and songs on there that I haven't saved to my laptop! I didn't want them to disappear!
After spending the entire day sulking over "my poor baby's death", doing whatever I could think of to save it, I only realised what the problem could be once I'd gotten home. My phone has a very small memory, and I finally realised that the memory must have been getting full. So I deleted pictures I didn't want/need any more, songs I always skip over or grew bored of. And now it works! Yay me.
5. Next weekend is going to be a very stressful, sleep-deprived, time. On Thursday, I'm doing local fieldwork for Geography Shine Day at school. On Friday, I'm going to France for the other Shine Day. It's over five hours drive there, and another five+ hours back. The coach leaves at 5.45am. We get back at around 8pm. Saturday will be my "homework and nap frequently day", and then I'll sleep through most of Sunday, but I'm going to P!nk concert in the afternoon. It's an Alton Towers, which is two and a half hours drive from where I live, and another two and a half hours drive back. Lots of travelling, lots of screaming, lots of firsts. Friday will be my first time abroad, and Pink will be my first concert.
Now, in a previous blog, I said that I was disappointed because I wasn't going to France. As you can guess, things have changed. My friend, Kelly, couldn't go even though she was one of the people who got in, and so the teachers allowed me to take her place at last minute. So I'm in. I'm going to France! Expect a blog about that next Saturday, if I can find the energy. If not, you'll get one some time later that week.
6. "Shush girl, shut yo' lips. Do the hellerkeller and talk with yo' hips." I've had that line playing round and round in my head all day today, and it's driving me nuts. 3OH!3, I don't even like you - take your own advice and SHUT YO' LIPS!
I know there was more I wanted to cover, but I've gone blank. I've got a Dailybooth account now, so go check that out, yeah? And sign up, if you want. It's awesome (:
Keep blogging!
Since there are quite a few things I want to cover, I'm gonna use numbers.
1. I went on a Science trip on Wednesday, to Bradwell Abbey, for Chemistry at Work. It was exclusive to Science Set One, and there were only a dozen places or so, so we had to leave some of our friends behind at school. It was pretty good - some parts were boring, other parts were really interesting, and it was better than spending a day at school doing Science with The Viper* and Athletics in PE. We learned about several different things, experienced various explosions including a giant fireball that nearly hit my friends and I**, we found out how fingerprints/DNA tests work, and I held a piece of Mars in my hand. We watched eagerly and squeamishly as someone cut another staff member's arm open using only dyed bread dough and fake blood (click here to see picture). We screamed at loud explosions, and laughed over how one room smelled like dentists when we entered, and burnt crumpets when we left.
There were a few other schools there, too, and one of them made me squeal like the silly fangirl I am. They have four Houses, and each House has a different colour (their ties are striped that colour, and their school badge is in that colour) - Red, green, yellow and blue. I strongly believe they were Hogwarts students, pretending to be Muggles to mingle in with the Muggle world.
2. Yesterday, I went to the dentist. Now, before I start my story, I'm going to say straight out that I hate the dentist. My teeth are honestly more mucked up than anyone's I've ever met; even one of the many dentists I've seen said that some of my teeth are at angles he's never seen (and he's worked for years). I've been dragged all around the country to various dentists for various check-ups and examinations. I can't get braces until all of my stubborn baby teeth have fallen out. And then they lost my paperwork. All of it. So now we have to start from scratch. Idiots.
So, anyway, I went to dentist yesterday, and the lady - Anna - poked around in my mouth, as they do. I have a baby tooth that's extremely loose. and my adult tooth has grown beneath it, flattened by the baby tooth. The gum has gotten inside the baby tooth, making it impossible to pull out. Despite my protests, Anna said she could pull that out there and then by hand, and my mum urged her to do it. She put numbing cream on my gum, and then tugged at my tooth after a few minutes. It hurt like hell. Every part of my mouth was numb except for my gum, my tooth didn't come out, and I was in severe pain for at least an hour afterwards. I wouldn't open my mouth after that. I even cried, that's how bad it was.
"How long will the numbing cream last?" I asked after she'd finished examining my mum (we made a group appointment), and we were about to leave.
"Only an hour or so, darling," Anna replied. It lasted around three to four hours. Hmph.
3. On Tuesday (I know, jumping back in time), I hurt my thumb in Tech. We were doing woodwork, sawing to be exact, and we had to hold the block of wood against this thing to keep it straight while sawing. I pulled a muscle from that, somehow. It hurt on Tuesday, then I didn't really feel much on Wednesday, but since then, it's been killing me. I keep moving my thumb in ways it doesn't like, and the amount of times I've shouted "Ouch!" (more in surprise at the pain rather than the pain itself) in class over the past couple of days is ridiculous. It huuuurts.
4. I got super worried today. My phone is my baby*** - it's lasted two and a half years, and it only messed up once (within the first year of it's life, it was my fault, and it was easily fixed) since I got it. Today, a friend from school was trying to Bluetooth a song to me, and it wouldn't work. Bare in mind, this was in the middle of class, so we were being careful not to get caught. I gave her my phone so I could concentrate on the work while she messed around with Bluetooth and whatnot. When I got my phone back, it kept freezing and not working and stuff. I freaked out. I had pictures and songs on there that I haven't saved to my laptop! I didn't want them to disappear!
After spending the entire day sulking over "my poor baby's death", doing whatever I could think of to save it, I only realised what the problem could be once I'd gotten home. My phone has a very small memory, and I finally realised that the memory must have been getting full. So I deleted pictures I didn't want/need any more, songs I always skip over or grew bored of. And now it works! Yay me.
5. Next weekend is going to be a very stressful, sleep-deprived, time. On Thursday, I'm doing local fieldwork for Geography Shine Day at school. On Friday, I'm going to France for the other Shine Day. It's over five hours drive there, and another five+ hours back. The coach leaves at 5.45am. We get back at around 8pm. Saturday will be my "homework and nap frequently day", and then I'll sleep through most of Sunday, but I'm going to P!nk concert in the afternoon. It's an Alton Towers, which is two and a half hours drive from where I live, and another two and a half hours drive back. Lots of travelling, lots of screaming, lots of firsts. Friday will be my first time abroad, and Pink will be my first concert.
Now, in a previous blog, I said that I was disappointed because I wasn't going to France. As you can guess, things have changed. My friend, Kelly, couldn't go even though she was one of the people who got in, and so the teachers allowed me to take her place at last minute. So I'm in. I'm going to France! Expect a blog about that next Saturday, if I can find the energy. If not, you'll get one some time later that week.
6. "Shush girl, shut yo' lips. Do the hellerkeller and talk with yo' hips." I've had that line playing round and round in my head all day today, and it's driving me nuts. 3OH!3, I don't even like you - take your own advice and SHUT YO' LIPS!
I know there was more I wanted to cover, but I've gone blank. I've got a Dailybooth account now, so go check that out, yeah? And sign up, if you want. It's awesome (:
Keep blogging!
Thursday, 10 June 2010
Kristina Horner
If you don't know who Kristina Horner is, she's a vlogger/singer/songwriter/writer/Potternerd, and she's one of my idols. She's part of ALL CAPS, along with Luke Conard, and she's part of a Wrock band - the Parselmouths - with her friend Eia. She's an amazing person, and I honestly do look up to her.
I was listening to Delete You by ALL CAPS, and I noticed that she sung part of Happy - a song Luke wrote last year after a painful break-up, that made it onto their latest album, Bmin/E. Naturally, I tweeted about it.
I didn't think anything of it. I always tweet about ALL CAPS and my little discoveries, like just a few hours before I tweeted about how the last four tags in the Can't video on Youtube are "SWORD FIGHTS PWN NOOBS".
So then I signed off, went to bed, yadayada. In the morning, I checked my Twitter as usual. I wasn't feeling too great because I had a dream that reminded me of an old friend whom I haven't spoken to in almost a year, and the second top TT on Twitter was #OurFriendshipEndedWhen (which is still trending second now), which only made me feel worse. And the computer was slow, so I was feeling annoyed at that. And then I saw it, as I was scrolling through all the tweets I'd missed while sleeping. An @reply.
Not only did I mentally fangirl-squeal from excitement (my grandparents were in the room; they think I'm weird enough as it is, so I bit it back), but I felt super proud of myself for noticing something that not many people have/no one has noticed, and that no one has pointed out before. But still... she replied to me! She is, for all extents and purposes, a celebrity in my eyes. A YouTube star, most definitely. But she's such an inspiration, so determined, funny, and genuine. I was super excited that she'd replied to me.
I've been dying for the past eleven hours, because I've had no one to tell. My only Nerdfighter friend who likes/has listened to ALL CAPS is Jess, and she's ill, so I couldn't even squeal about it to her. Even online, I'm not friends with Nerdfighters*. I've met people online who DFTBA, but we've never talked much, and we're not friends. And so I decided to squeal about it to you, lovely readers. I've been whinging so much lately, I decided to show you that I'm not just some depressed emo who cries herself to sleep every night.
So, that's exciting. For me. You probably don't care. Oh, and I'm getting a Netbook on Sundayyyyyyyyyy. So that's exciting, too. For me. You probably don't care. But I don't care that you don't care. I'm telling you anyway. So ha.
Kristina's Twitter
Kristina's YouTube
Kristina's Blog
Kristina's DeviantART
Kristina's Dailybooth
Luke's Twitter
Luke's YouTube
Luke's Dailybooth
ALLCAPS's Twitter
ALLCAPS's YouTube
ALLCAPS's site
I strongly suggest you check out that last link, if none other, and listen to their music. You can listen to both albums, Songs in the Key of Email and Bmin/E, for free on there, so really, I do suggest checking that out. Now I've officially link-spammed you, I'm gonna go. Keep blogging!
*EDIT: Ellen's a Nerdfighter, but I don't know if she likes ALL CAPS. Ellen, if you're reading this, do you?
I was listening to Delete You by ALL CAPS, and I noticed that she sung part of Happy - a song Luke wrote last year after a painful break-up, that made it onto their latest album, Bmin/E. Naturally, I tweeted about it.
I didn't think anything of it. I always tweet about ALL CAPS and my little discoveries, like just a few hours before I tweeted about how the last four tags in the Can't video on Youtube are "SWORD FIGHTS PWN NOOBS".
So then I signed off, went to bed, yadayada. In the morning, I checked my Twitter as usual. I wasn't feeling too great because I had a dream that reminded me of an old friend whom I haven't spoken to in almost a year, and the second top TT on Twitter was #OurFriendshipEndedWhen (which is still trending second now), which only made me feel worse. And the computer was slow, so I was feeling annoyed at that. And then I saw it, as I was scrolling through all the tweets I'd missed while sleeping. An @reply.
Not only did I mentally fangirl-squeal from excitement (my grandparents were in the room; they think I'm weird enough as it is, so I bit it back), but I felt super proud of myself for noticing something that not many people have/no one has noticed, and that no one has pointed out before. But still... she replied to me! She is, for all extents and purposes, a celebrity in my eyes. A YouTube star, most definitely. But she's such an inspiration, so determined, funny, and genuine. I was super excited that she'd replied to me.
I've been dying for the past eleven hours, because I've had no one to tell. My only Nerdfighter friend who likes/has listened to ALL CAPS is Jess, and she's ill, so I couldn't even squeal about it to her. Even online, I'm not friends with Nerdfighters*. I've met people online who DFTBA, but we've never talked much, and we're not friends. And so I decided to squeal about it to you, lovely readers. I've been whinging so much lately, I decided to show you that I'm not just some depressed emo who cries herself to sleep every night.
So, that's exciting. For me. You probably don't care. Oh, and I'm getting a Netbook on Sundayyyyyyyyyy. So that's exciting, too. For me. You probably don't care. But I don't care that you don't care. I'm telling you anyway. So ha.
Kristina's Twitter
Kristina's YouTube
Kristina's Blog
Kristina's DeviantART
Kristina's Dailybooth
Luke's Twitter
Luke's YouTube
Luke's Dailybooth
ALLCAPS's Twitter
ALLCAPS's YouTube
ALLCAPS's site
I strongly suggest you check out that last link, if none other, and listen to their music. You can listen to both albums, Songs in the Key of Email and Bmin/E, for free on there, so really, I do suggest checking that out. Now I've officially link-spammed you, I'm gonna go. Keep blogging!
*EDIT: Ellen's a Nerdfighter, but I don't know if she likes ALL CAPS. Ellen, if you're reading this, do you?
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