Sunday, November 25, 2012

Sketchy Week

It's been one hell of a week, to say the least.
My emotions were yanked every possible way and I actually went for 3 days without watching Doctor Who.

The only consolation is that this week is almost over. Almost being the operative word. One more day left. And then I start all over again

The week started off ok, just like any other week. I had an assignment due on Wednesday but to be honest, that was the least stressful part of my week. I was typing a lot but ok. Assignment? Meh. I managed just fine.

Emotions, on the other hand.

Things were going wrong left, right and center. Mostly right and center.

I also learnt that my skills of deduction are pretty limited. Really, I'm terrible at deducing. And I also think I'm like an open book. I thought I was pretty good at not showing emotions when I don't want to but apparently not. Well, that's something to work on.

Also, my typing has gone haywire. In this post alone I found a dozen mistakes.

On another note, sometimes I wish. I just wish. I day dream a lot because it's better than reality. Don't you think so?

Anyways, I want to live in a lighthouse. Also, I want a farm. So, that would be a lighthouse (near the ocean, of course) with a farm. I can picture it clearly in my head. I'd like to live in that place one day. Retire there.

Mhm. Ok, that's all for now.
Sorry if this post seems a little sketchy. I hope you had a better week than me. Honestly, I can't wait to get back to class on Monday. I'm dreading the holidays la. Grr.

Friday, November 16, 2012

The Family Of Blood, The Fury of the Time Lord.

So, I'm nearing the end of series 3 now. Of Doctor Who.
Tenth Doctor. Martha Jones.

To be honest, I miss Nine and and I really miss Rose. Nine was fantastic. His reactions, his character. Just fantastic. And then there's the relationship with Rose. Just love. Complete love.

And Ten, his love for Rose is just as great. I mean, technically speaking, it's the same person. Realistically speaking, different people. The relationship they had, man, was it intense. I loved it. And I miss her. And I like the fact that he still remembers her. She definitely had an impact on him.

And Martha. She's really just a travelling buddy to him. He cares about her, for sure, but I don't think he loves her. Not the way he loves Rose. On the other hand, he actually sat down and told her his story. The entire story. Because she asked, well, staged a sit in actually. That's what I like about Martha. She's strong and she never gives up.

But David Tennant, though. He's brilliant. Seriously. He's just so intense. He's witty and sarcastic and quirky. I like how he starts speaking really fast when he's on the verge of a breakthrough. And the anger you can see in his eyes when someone threatens an innocent life. Nine was like that. So is Ten. It's the love. When innocent people people are threatened, he's angry. But when Rose is threatened, nothing can stop him. Nothing.

It's the same with Martha but slightly different somehow.

Anyways, I love the scene when Cassandra takes over Ten's body. David Tennant plays sassy very well. And when Donna suddenly appears in the TARDIS. His face is priceless! AND, AND, the Family of Blood episode.

That one is my favourite so far. The Doctor becomes human, hiding the Time Lord part of himself in a watch because he's being hunted. They (as in him and Martha) need to lay low for 3 months because that's when the Family of Blood will die.

Being human. John Smith. A teacher. And he falls in love. With a nurse. Who is not Martha!

And he's so scared. Just terrified when people are telling him what he has to do. That he has to open the watch and become the Doctor again. He's just terrified. Because he's only human. He has no idea that he's actually a Time Lord. It's the stuff of nightmares to him. Also, he'll have to leave his love.

I’m John Smith! That’s all I want to be, with his life and his job…and his love. Isn’t that enough?

John Smith knows that the Doctor cannot settle down. He's a Time Lord. It's a luxury they don't have.

David Tennant though. Seeing him be so normal. falling in love. Being nervous around a lady. Blushing. It's just...

And when he's scared. I can feel the pain.

Martha tries to explain that he told her what to do. To look after him. Keep him safe. But he never told her what to do if he fell in love. And John Smith's reaction to that:


See the pain! Ergh!

So yes, I take my hat of to David Tennant.

Sometimes we just forget how quirky the Doctor actually is. But now we see it. The human part of him. AND let me tell you, this brought me to tears. Seriously.

It's sad though. Because it's true. The Doc never made an allowance for love because he never expected it. That's sad.

Ok. Yes, that's my rant about this episode. Can't wait to watch the next one.

I really love how David Tennant characterises the Doctor. Ad the fury of the Time Lords! That part was terrifying, if you were part of the Family of Blood. That part just proves how powerful Time Lords actually are.

"He never raised his voice, that was the worst thing. The fury of the Time Lord. And then we discovered why. Why this doctor who had fought with gods and demons. Why he had run away from us and hidden. He was being kind. He wrapped my father in unbreakable chains, forged in the heart of a dwarf star. He tricked my mother into the event horizon of a collapsing galaxy, to be imprisoned there. Forever. he still visits my sister, once a year, every year. I wonder if one day he might forgive her. he trapped her inside a mirror, every mirror. If ever you look at your reflection and see something move behind you just for a second, that’s her. That’s always her. As for me, I was suspended in time, and the doctor put me to work, standing over the fields of England, as their protector. We wanted to live forever,so the doctor made sure that we did."

Gave me chills.

So yea. Go TEN!

Monday, November 12, 2012

Being Who-vified!

DAVINA HAS ENHANCED MY LIFE. BLESS HER SOUL!

I've been wanting to watch Doctor Who for over a year now but my abysmal downloading skills and lack of friends who even know what Doctor Who is has severely impeded my progress. But this year, this fun filled year has led me to this moment. I knew this day would come. It's finally here!

Davina, darling Davina gave me 6 series of DW (from the ninth Doctor onwards. I shall look for the earlier ones once I'm done with this).

I started watching a couple of days ago. I'm now 10 episodes in and completely in love. OMG!

There was a lot of pressure for me. I saw a lot about DW on the net and I wanted so badly to watch it and to truly love it. I was a little apprehensive about it. Alas, I THINK IT'S GREAT! Totally awesome!

AHHH!

I'm so happy! I can't wait to finish series 1 and move on to the next!

Nine is adorable. Christopher Eccleston has some serious acting skills. He has this adorable smile; so cheeky and full of life! And in the DALEK episode, he was seriously maniacal. I mean, he totally lost it when he saw the Dalek! I get it, though. The Great Time War and all the Doctor's people are dead at the hands of the Daleks (who are robotic alien type thingys bent on killing anything that's different from them; much like Hitler).

He was great. I love him! Ergh. And ROSE! ROSE TYLER! She's perfect! She's so brave and gutsy and playful. She's brilliant. And I love how it's not always the Doctor who saves the day. It's the ordinary people. It's an important message. Like, no one is unimportant. Nine has said that over and over again. The ordinary is always important.

Ergh.

I found this picture which helps explain what's happening to me:

Exactly this. ^

I haven't reached the bow tie yet but I get the sonic screwdriver, the banana, and the TARDIS. Dunno what the 3D glasses is for though. Enhanced viewing? I don't know.

Have I mentioned how happy I was when The Doctor explained what TARDIS stood for! OMG! Time And Relative Dimension In Space!

But what matters is that I AM IN LOVE WITH DOCTOR WHO! GAHHH!

I like to call this the Who-vification process. I will not consider meself a Whovian until I've caught up on everything. Grr.

Also, my imaginary friends/inner voice/brain/consciousness has decided to adopt an English accent. This is going to be good. Wait till I start with the Tenth Doctor. Bring on David Tennant and his Scottish accent!

:D

Monday, November 5, 2012

Hauntingly Beautiful People Who Ruin My Life.

Beautiful people. Beautiful people everywhere.

And the worst part is that they have no idea the effect they can have on us normal humans. They laugh with immaculate lips and smile with twinkling eyes. They awe us with intelligence and charm us with humour. They simply exist and we are powerless against their perfection. We can do naught but ogle.

WHY??

My day was littered with beautiful people. Everywhere I turned, I saw a gleaming smile or a heart meltingly beautiful facial structure. Soft, curly hair coupled with stunning eyes; high cheekbones on a slender body; hauntingly deep smile leading up to doe eyes.

Add to that all the talk about Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Tom Hiddleston, Stiles (from teen wolf), Jensen Ackles, Tom Felton and Rupert Grint. Man, my day was littered with insecurity, inferiority, low self-esteem and a burning desire to go hide under a rock.

I cannot la. I just can't. Urgh.

It's safer to live in my own imagination. At least I won't have to worry about stupid ideas not coming to life. Because that's what happens. All it takes it one little crush on one little beautiful smile, a little attention paid to me and the ideas just flow like a waterfall. The endless streams of possibility that my over active imagination comes up with but which reality cannot deliver.

So yes, imagination nation is safer than reality in this case.

Urgh. Feelings. Emotions. I cannot la.


Friday, November 2, 2012

The Inevitable

There's this thing I do to myself. I get myself all worked up and happy and excited about something, something small. Something that's not even in the realm of possibility. And even though I know it's most probably never going to happen, I still get myself hyped about it because I feel alive and great.

But then, once I start getting myself hyped, I'll end up ruining it all and one day, it'll come crashing down. That particular hope and dream will just vanish into thin air in a puff of smoke due to me being overly self-conscious and thus, counter productive.

This always happens. Always.

And I have no idea how to stop it.

And it's happening now and I don't know.

And sometimes, it feels like I'm making a lot of hay over nothing at all. This is one of those times. Hmm.

I don't know what to do.

At this stage, it's like I have no control over my feelings. I just have to roll with it and hope I don't mess anything up.