I'm tired, I'm lazy, but I want to blog about France before all the clear memories fade. However, I can't be bothered to give a detailed blog on France, so I'm going to bullet point the Top Five best things about France, and the Top Five worst things about France. Yes, it was an amazing experience; I'm just too exhausted to tell you all about it. I'll picture-spam you later, because I don't have enough time now.
Top Five Best Things
- The journey went a lot quicker than I expected it to, and the train was awesome.
- I sat in 3B on the coach, while a boy called Maxim sat in 4C. So he was diagonally behind me, making it easy for us to talk to each other. I heard him sing the line, "Wake up in the morning," and instinctively, I sing, "Feeling like Winehouse," expecting him to say "P Diddy" but not caring. But no. He said Winehouse, too. We looked at each other, grinned, and carried on singing. Grab my breezer, I'm out the door, I'm gonna be really loud. By this point, Jess heard us, and she joined in, too. I don't care who I piss off, yeah, I'm a real big sinner. Sometimes I eat my dessert before my dinner. We sung all the way to the end, I said "I love Midnight Beast!" and after one more grin, conversation/singing ended. TMB FTW!*
- Sam and I spent the journey from the train to St. Omer (the village we went to), trying to get pictures of the speed signs. You may think "What the hell?!" at this, but they measure in kmph, while we measure in mph. So instead of saying "60" on the signs, it was saying "110". We found this hilarious - imagine a speed limit of 110mph! Ha! ... Yeah, it was funnier at the time. We didn't manage to get a picture though.
- The church we went to and walked around and stuff was completely gorgeous.
- A woman insulted Abby in French, and we have no idea what she said. I only knew it was insult from her tone of voice. Excellence!
Top Five Worst Things
- Deckel couldn't come! He didn't have his NHIC, so he wouldn't have been able to get on the coach. Awhhh.
- The croissants taste better in the school canteen than they do in France. That makes no sense.
- Abby was there. Enough said.
- Rosie, Caitlin, and Hiral made us miss the train back to England, so we had to sit in a hot, stuffy coach for ages, waiting for the next one. Silly girls.
- St Omer is a relatively dull place, with nothing particularly special about it except the beautiful church.
And now I have to go. Keep blogging!
*The song was Tik Tok by The Midnight Beast, a parody of Ke$ha's Tik Tok. It's a brilliant song, and if you hadn't heard it, I highly suggest you check it out.
Monday, 28 June 2010
Saturday, 26 June 2010
The Fans Who Waited
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!
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!
Quickie.
This is just something I'm posting really quickly before Doctor Who (which I wouldn't miss for the world). Ellen posted this video in her blog, and I fell in love with it. I actually recognised more songs than I thought I would, and it's really creative.
In honour of the Doctor Who finale, I finally got round to putting up my massive Doctor Who poster, which I'll take a picture of and post later, along with a DW Series 5 blog. I'm going to be working on DW icons throughout the entire series for a fair bit of time over the next week, so expect updates on that.
I'm going to blog about my time in France with pictures in a seperate blog post tonight, as well, so keep an eye out for that.
And also, I've been completely neglecting my Book Count blog, so I need to go and update that ASAP.
I'm also going to create a Summer Playlist, which will be completely pointless, but I'll do it anyway. I also want to share with you stuff from AW, MLIA, FML, GMH, LMGH, and SBS, so ... yeah. I have a lot of things planned!
And, tomorrow, I'm going to the Pink concert, so you'll get pictures and a blog about that some time next week, too.
Like I said, just a quick update before Doctor Who, which I'm going downstairs to watch now. Excited? Very. Sad? Yes. Curious? Definitely.
Keep blogging!
In honour of the Doctor Who finale, I finally got round to putting up my massive Doctor Who poster, which I'll take a picture of and post later, along with a DW Series 5 blog. I'm going to be working on DW icons throughout the entire series for a fair bit of time over the next week, so expect updates on that.
I'm going to blog about my time in France with pictures in a seperate blog post tonight, as well, so keep an eye out for that.
And also, I've been completely neglecting my Book Count blog, so I need to go and update that ASAP.
I'm also going to create a Summer Playlist, which will be completely pointless, but I'll do it anyway. I also want to share with you stuff from AW, MLIA, FML, GMH, LMGH, and SBS, so ... yeah. I have a lot of things planned!
And, tomorrow, I'm going to the Pink concert, so you'll get pictures and a blog about that some time next week, too.
Like I said, just a quick update before Doctor Who, which I'm going downstairs to watch now. Excited? Very. Sad? Yes. Curious? Definitely.
Keep blogging!
Wednesday, 23 June 2010
Pointlessness.
Unless I somehow find the energy to pull myself out of bed on Saturday and type an entire blog about France, you won't get another blog from me until next week. Again, I have a fair few things to talk about, so I'll do the number thing. Again.
1. You should have already noticed ... I changed my header picture. I didn't like the old one, and I didn't expect to keep it for so long... so now you can have a picture of my eyes staring you down. My eyelashes look really long at the corners. Weird.
2. My #3 in my last blog told you I'd hurt my thumb in Tech last week. Yesterday, we were doing practical Tech, and I was close to tears in pain. In the end, my Tech teacher did most of my work. I love that woman. It doesn't hurt much now, though, so that's good.
3. I've been working my butt off today trying to solve this problem I have and finish a design for something I can't tell you about ... yet. You may or may not remember me mentioning a "secret project" quite a while back... yeah, I was working on that. Don't badger me into telling you - all will be revealed once it's complete. If I can get it to work. Stupid thing.
4. Besides that, I've been making a lot of signature banners. My favourites?
Whoa, I just noticed this now, and I find it pretty freaky: Each one contains a different main character for the Nickelodeon show H20: Just Add Water (one of my favourite shows when I was younger). I knew I was using the actors, but I didn't realise my favourites included one of each. Heh. Coincidences = <3
5. I'm writing this at 11:20pm while concentrating on other things, so I keep forgetting what I was going to write. Hmph. Memory of a goldfish.
6. I've been getting better at posting on my Dailybooth. Not terrific, yet, but I posted yesterday and today, so it's going somewhere!
7. Speaking of pictures and stuff, I'm going to have loads of pictures from France and the Pink concert, so I might make two blogs: one of pictures, one of my rambling about what a great experience it was. Heh. ;D
8. I take up way too many challenges on HPFC, and I am way too addicted to drabble collabs. Doh.
Keep blogging!
... This was pointless.
1. You should have already noticed ... I changed my header picture. I didn't like the old one, and I didn't expect to keep it for so long... so now you can have a picture of my eyes staring you down. My eyelashes look really long at the corners. Weird.
2. My #3 in my last blog told you I'd hurt my thumb in Tech last week. Yesterday, we were doing practical Tech, and I was close to tears in pain. In the end, my Tech teacher did most of my work. I love that woman. It doesn't hurt much now, though, so that's good.
3. I've been working my butt off today trying to solve this problem I have and finish a design for something I can't tell you about ... yet. You may or may not remember me mentioning a "secret project" quite a while back... yeah, I was working on that. Don't badger me into telling you - all will be revealed once it's complete. If I can get it to work. Stupid thing.
4. Besides that, I've been making a lot of signature banners. My favourites?
5. I'm writing this at 11:20pm while concentrating on other things, so I keep forgetting what I was going to write. Hmph. Memory of a goldfish.
6. I've been getting better at posting on my Dailybooth. Not terrific, yet, but I posted yesterday and today, so it's going somewhere!
7. Speaking of pictures and stuff, I'm going to have loads of pictures from France and the Pink concert, so I might make two blogs: one of pictures, one of my rambling about what a great experience it was. Heh. ;D
8. I take up way too many challenges on HPFC, and I am way too addicted to drabble collabs. Doh.
Keep blogging!
... This was pointless.
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!
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