Maddy took these last Sunday, when Elizabeth and I were over. We used on of her Light Sabers to create several letters.
Check them out, and make sure to find her on Instagram (@minimaddog4)!!!!
Here, fellow Whovians, you can find all five installments of the Doctor Who pre-quel Pond Life, which focuses on the Pond’s life when they’re NOT in the TARDIS.
After watching the last one, I can’t help but feel like the world is on its head.
I mean, RORY AND AMY FIGHTING?
RORY STORMING OUT OF THE HOUSE?
THE ROMAN CENTURION WHO WAITED 1,894 YEARS FOR AMELIA?
My sister has been playing soccer with her friend for the last hour and fifteen minutes. Now, I know that is nothing, when it comes to going to watch people at soccer… That is if you like the sport. If you do, then I suppose you could spend inordinate amounts of time watching people run after a ball, and kick it all the way up and down the field, whilst trying to steal it from the opposing team and score a few goals of the opposing team’s goal thing. I, however, am not one of those people. I’m also not the kind of person to sit in the sun, while pretending to have any idea of what is going on in the field. For this reason, I have spent the last hour watching the last bit of the Hunger Games movie, reading J.D. Salinger’s Franny and Zooey, and Conan Doyle’s The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes for the fifth time, and going through Arthur Darvill’s Instagram (because even if you’re not a Whovian *gasp*, you are sort of forced to admit that he is adorable, as my sister puts it.), and wondering if the Library might have any Avenger, or Wonder Woman, or Doctor Who comic books that might make time go by faster. As far as I can tell, there are a lot of Star Wars graphic novels, and stuff like World of Warcraft , but nothing that’s incredibly interesting. There’s also a lot of Manga and Anime stuff, but I’ve never really been into that kind of stuff, for some reason.
I’m currently getting odd looks for wearing boots in the summer. To top it off, I’m also wearing sparkly laces, because I couldn’t find the regular ones. *Spoiler Alert: I found them INSIDE ANOTHER pair of boots that do not require laces.*
I’ve had those laces for years, and wore them with my converse hi-tops, until my mom decided they looked ‘tacky’, which to be completely frank, is how she would describe my clothes a good 40% of the time. Why? I haven’t got the faintest idea. Nevertheless, they look cool. (I wear sparkly laces. Sparkly laces are cool.)
I will continue to try to fight this losing battle against boredom. Maybe the current Minister of Magic (M.O.M!) could dispatch a couple of Dementors to perform The Kiss right now. Or, better yet, Hagrid. Could send me either a Unicorn or an owl to entertain me. Or perhaps George could send me a couple of Pigmy Puffskeins to amuse me. And make my dog jealous.
Earlier, whilst taking a shower, I had a life-changing realization. It had come about while having a mini existentialist crisis, after failing to find anything good on the Telly (gosh. Now I’m British as well?), and being forced to watch, not for the first time, Eccleston’s Cybermen episodes. It really was nothing big, just the usual “why does my life depend do greatly on the Doctor?” and “Why can’t those damned Cybermen just Delete themselves?” and of course, “Why does the planet hate me, and refuse to play good stuff on the Telly?”. The fact that I was having a meltdown over Televison Programing, and the lack of good re-runs made me realize something that has the Cat Lady Homebody part of me throwing a Mind Cat and Fictional Characters BFFs-infested party, while my Chick YA Fic/Actual Book Deprived part is contemplating just throwing herself off a cliff or locking herself up in Wuthering Heights. I haven’t left the house since I got back, except to catch up with Danny, and then with Maddy and Elizabeth. And on Saturday, I left the house for a Wonderful Road Trip to the Home Depot, to pick up a gallon of paint.*
I have officially(well, not quite…)become a HERMIT.
*I haven’t left the house since! I haven’t talked to my friends (because I’m grounded…) nor have I hung out with them, and I haven’t been to the public Library to pickup the wonderful Maureen Johnson book The Name of the Star, mainly because I’ve been too lazy to do so.
So I’ve been really looking forward to the Doctor Who Series Seven Premier, because it is FIVE DAYS AWAY!! It is even more special. considering it will be the first episode I don’t watch as a re-run for the first time, like pretty much all of the ones I’ve watched up until now. I am determined to savor whatever screen time Karen Gillan and Arthur Darvill have until The Dreaded Fifth Episode Of Sadness and Depression and Paranoia and Weeping Angels*. Back to the matter at hand, Series Seven Premier: Asylum of the Daleks looks absolutely AMAZING! I mean, the Daleks are back**! and the Doctor is (most likely) out to destroy them
Doctor Who: Asylum of the Daleks airs on BBC and BBC America and Space (in Canada) on September 1, 2012. Do Not Miss It!
As BFF and Fellow Bonehead Celine said in a previous post that Bones’ eight season is coming out soon: September 17, 2012. Words cannot fully express how high my expectations for the show are right now, after the down-spiral-y mess that they called ‘Seventh Season’. I have seen the trailer about five times, looking at EVERYTHING and ANYTHING, in hopes that SOMETHING will stand out and make this The Best Season Ever, which in my opinion be a tough act to follow, after the First***, Third****, and Fifth***** seasons.
As far as I can see, we get our kick-ass Brennan back! And she’s been keeping in touch with Ange! and she’s blonde! and she looks great!
so, just keep glued to your TV. Also, BBC America is having a DW marathon on friday, starting at 8 am (ET).
*Not the episode’s actual name, of course; that really wouldn’t stick Market-wise, now would it? The actual name is “The Angels take Manhattan”. Check your local listings for time and stuff.
**I’ve been told that being that enthusiastic about the return of the Daleks is a bit alarming, if not creepy, mainly because Daleks are murderous
misunderstood and adorable-looking creatures. Also, it’s their first appearance since series five’s Big Bang. Now you get why I’m excited, right?… right?
***Where do I start? The Pilot? The Man in the Morgue? The Graft in the Girl?
****The Third season is awesome except for, you know, NO Zackaroni, and the fact that that psycho Pan Nunan had to go and kill Booth while Brennan was rocking out to Cindy’s Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. What the FRACK.
*****This is possibly the most Fangirl Shipper-Friendly season. And that lasts through the sixth season. Of course, these are two seasons of constantly wanting ti MURDER both Brennan and Booth. They were so FRUSTRATING! AND SO GOOD!******
******I sound like a maniac, don’t I? well, never mind that…
Over the summer, my parents started looking at houses where we might move, sometime in the near future. They’ve been looking all over the place, hoping to find a place that’s within their budget, as well as big enough for us, and close enough to my sister’s current school. It’s taken them a while, but it seems we finally found one.
Thing is, it’s in a different town.
In and of itself, this really isn’t a big deal.
Except for the fact that I’m going to have to transfer schools in what is considered the most awkward stage of life.
Especially for us Wallflowers.
And it really wouldn’t be terribly bad if we had a set date for moving, and stuff like that, but we don’t. This means I’m going to spend the next few(/several) months
possibly being a nervous wreck, not wanting to suddenly leave my current school, and my friends, and Fest. God knows that’s going to be hard. It took me about five months (FIVE MONTHS!!!!) to go twenty feet down the hall, and eat lunch with Elizabeth and Maddy! And Elizabeth had to drag me (quite literally!) down the hall to what became my favorite spot in the whole school building.
Every friend I’ve made since fifth grade, I met out of pure luck.
I met Ellen and Celine through my cousin,who had been going to school with them since forever. When I moved away, we became closer than we were in school. We’d spend inordinate amounts of time chatting through GMail. We had “Weird Dreams” chain-mails, and Middle School Girl Stuff Chain Mails. I discovered Seally was a die-hard Bones fan, as well as a B&B shipper. Ellen introduced me to HarryPotter fanfiction, and Dramione and Artemis Fowl and she was the only other person who would discuss Percy Jackson with me. (I still am a big Percabeth shipper!). In seventh grade, at my sister’s current school, I met my friend Holly. To date, I don’t think I’ve met a sweeter person, or made friends with someone who doesn’t like many of the same things I do (aka: books), although we did share a love for Tina Fey, Amy Poehler,SNL and Parks and Rec.
I met Elizabeth on the first day of school last year, after having been mistakenly placed into a Ceramics class I wasn’t really interested in at the beginning . We started talking about whatever it s two strangers talk about whilst surrounded by upperclassmen who know each other. Eventually, we started talking about Harry Potter. In a school of a gazillion people (actually, 1700…) I had found somebody who loved Harry (my future husband at the time) as much, if not more than I did. I had only ever listened to very little Wizard Rock before I met her, or heard about Leaky Con.
She introduced me to two amazing people: Maddy and the Doctor.
Maddy is easily one of the most creative people I’ve met. She’s a great potter (do not confuse with Potter), and photographer/photo-shopper, and TARDIS-maker, and computer/ tech- savvy In a way most kids my age that I know are not.
What if this time around I don’t get lucky? What if my Charlie never meets a Sam or Patrick?
What if I’m doomed to spend French class muttering to myself about its similarity to Spanish like I did all last year with Danny? What if I move before Fest comes around? That is very likely, it seems… 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱
Nothing is set in stone. And it kills me not to know. Maybe The Doctor should take care of that. Or perhaps my local Ministry of Magic could provide me with a Time-Turner. But until the TARDIS-stealing Time Lord and his Tine Lord-stealing TARDIS crash on my door step, or an owl delivers said Time Turner, I will be kept in the dark, regarding ZE FUTURRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Just looking at your calendar you might have realised it was coming: The End of Summer.
It can’t be!
It’s only August!
When did this happen?
When did the months of doing nothing (or everyhing, if you’re that type of person…) go?
Is it true, that I won’t be able to wake up at ten a.m. and go to bed at midnight? that I won’t be able to spend the whole day watching Criminal Minds and inevitably falling in love with Matthew Grey Gubler? or watching (hideously DOBLY-ed) Bones re-runs with my Bonehead grandparents? Or yelling at BBC Entertainment (because they don’t get BBC America in South America…) for not playing Doctor Who, but instead showing endless episodes of Dragon’s Den, or The ‘F’ Word, or the mind-numbing Top Gear¹? Or actually just laying on the couch like a useless lump? Are you serious?
Do I really have to start getting ready for SCHOOL? Getting ready as in going to bed at not-midnight, and waking up in time to go to the gym with Mom? and then walking the dog(s) and making breakfast and, like, studying? Has the world gone mad? I’m sure it has, but there really is very little you can do asides from becoming a hermit, or getting home-schooled. If you have no interest in either of the two previously mentioned options, you can only make the most of whatever is left of your summer vacation, which in my case is about two weeks. Here are some ideas!
•Are you a Whovian? even if you’re not, be sure to watch the Series Seven Premier: “Asylum of the Daleks” sometime on the 25²th (of August). Have a viewing party with your fellow Whovians, or try to convert your friends.
•Read! you do know The Perks of Being a Wallflower is coming out as a movie in september, right? go to your library and find it! or The Hobbit! or even stuff you know you might have to read in school at some point, like say, The Great Gatsby or To Kill a Mockingbird or Franny and Zooey! there are so many good books out there that can get you back in the swing of things, so that come September you don’t feel like a drone looking at words on pages. If you don’t like classics try any one of John Green’s books (which will ideally make you ). Or Harry Potter, or Douglas Adams’ Hitchhiker “trilogy” or really anything by Libba Bray and Maureen Johnson and Kathy Reichs and ALL OF THOSE AMAZING YA AUTHORS OUT THERE!
•Learn how to cook. I’ve learned how to make lasagna and Actual-Not-From-The-Box Mac & Cheese. I also might have food-poisoned my cousin, or he might actually be lactose intolerant, and should not pursue a carreer in acting. I go for the latter.
•Go all DIY Queen/King. Ellen posted some really adorable DIY’s earlier this month, so go check them out! You can also check out Rookie Mag’s Denim Jacket DIY, or this Brain Soap DIY, or THIS STRAWBERRY JAM one!or you could learn how to make ZINES!, or CARDBOARD ROCKET SHIPS! and even Saddle Shoes and Bee Hives and Hair Bows. Rookie has so many awesome DIY ideas! just search DIY and go through eleven months’ worth of archives. Personally, I’m very tempted to make a Nerd(fighter) Denim Jacket.
•Exercise. I’m not a big fan of this one, but I do know that after two months of doing Nothing, my body needs to get used to doing Something. And paying attention to What I’m Doing. Also, all this Doing Nothing hasn’t made me any less Neville Longbottom-ish.
•Study. Not a big fan of this one either, to tell you the truth. Especially when it comes to Math. However, this year I’m determined to get, at the very least a B. Maybe then I can convince my parents to let me go to Midnight Showings at the local Movie Theater, or you know, LEAKY CON 2013!
•Write. I’ve been doing quite a bit of that, with this blog. I’ve also tried to get back into writing fanfiction, but unfortunately I haven’t had either the time or the inspiration, as per usual during The Most Dreaded Summer Hiatus Time. As soon as Bones starts up again, on a hopefully NOT SUCKY NOTE, I should have a few pieces up. Also, looking at pictures of Benedict Cumberbatch and Jim Parsons being their adorable selves makes it impossible to write.
•Wait. Wait for your school schedule (try saying that with a posh British accent!) to come out! wait for your favourite re-runs of Gilmore Girls or Star Trek to come on. This is why my sister and I live glued to the iPad. WE CAN WATCH ONE SHOW ON THE TELLY AND THE OTHER ONE ON THE IPAD AND ANOTHER ONE ON THE LAPTOPS.
•Have Fun. You can do that by doing pretty much everything on this list.
Have any other ideas? LET ME KNOW!!!!
Also, READ THIS! I read it over fifteen times, at different points of my freshman year, when I was feeling very teen-ager-y, and moody and weird.
¹I don’t know very much about cars, except how to drive them. I’d be perfectly happy with a tiny, adorable car, without having to know how many horses it has, and how balanced, or whatever it is. BTW, If I had a Bug, I would get it eyelashes.
²The BBC America web page is giving me a headache. IT WON’T TELL ME WHEN IT AIRS!
Sorry, dear readers for the awful delay in between posts… We were out-of-town visiting the picturesque town of Villa de Leyva (Boyaca), Colombia. We rode horses and quads through the pine-filled desert, and fed ostriches out of the palms of our hands. Also, we got Wool Boots That Make You Feel Like You’re Walking in Clouds.
Anyways, I just recently noticed I’ve been humming Christmas music to myself a lot. It’s not just stuff like “Jingle Bells” and “Deck the Halls”, either. It’s stuff you’d find on The Ratpack’s Christmas Album, and She & Him and even Judy Garland. Admittedly this isn’t strange behaviour when it comes to me, but given that it IS AUGUST I’m a little bit worried. Afterall, it is NOT normal to sing “The Christmas Waltz” while trying to fall asleep.
Maybe I’m just really looking forward to the Doctor Who Christmas Special and am hoping that time will fly faster if I sing this music?
Maybe I’m actually an Elf that got mistakenly sent to Human Land?
Whatever the reason, below I’ll share with you some of my favorite Christmas Songs.
Alright, so this isn’t strictly a Christmas song, but it is perfect for the Winter. Of all of the recordings made of this song over the years, I’ve got to admit my favourites are the Zooey Deschanel and Leon Redbone version for Elf, as well as the She & Him A very She & Him Christmas version, and of course Lady Antebellum’s.
also, Dean Martin is absolutely soothing in his version:
This is a very heart-warming and charming song. Whether it’s sung by Judy Garland in Meet Me in St. Louis or by Frank Sinatra on Christmas with the Rat Pack or by M. Ward and Zooey Deschanel on A Very She & Him Christmas. Simply Delightful. Another thing that I think sets this song apart from others, is it’s soothing-ness. Check it out!
Although the Beach Boys released this song as a single on their Christmas Album the same day Elvis Presley released it as a single in 1964, it was Elvis’ version that drove people wild. It might have been the fact that Martina McBride sang it with him…
I think this is the reason I’m always hoping for at least a foot of snow on Christmas, despite my deep aversion to snow. The funny thing is, eventhough I always say I want it to be snowy on Christmas, I end up cursing the darned thing on our way to my Aunt’s house for Christmas Dinner, and then all the way back home. Bing Crosby’s is the best recording of this song… EVARRR!!
Harry Connick Jr. is simply glorious in his rendering of this song. I might even like riding in a sleigh through THE SNOW if I could find a young fellow to sing this during the ride.
Oh, my! I don’t know whose recording is my favourite! Bing Crosby! Harry Connick Jr! She & Him! The Rat Pack! They’re just too grand!
I’m sure I’m missing few, but those are all the ones I can think of off of the top of my head(9)¾ without looking at my favourites on Pandora (which would be impossible anyways, since it can’t be accessed from Colombia…). I thank you for playing along with my insanity.
Do you have any holiday favourites? Let me know below!♦
9¾ And the award for writing of and off three times in a row within the same sentence goes to…
I heard the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly featured on its cover someone (and something) I, personally, am incredibly fond of: Doctor Who and his TARDIS. THE DOCTOR AND HIS TARDIS! Inside (according to EW’s site…because I am currently unable to HOLD THE ACTUAL THING!) Matt, Stephen and the rest of the Who cast and crew spill on what’s to come this season (starting Aug. 25th!) incluiding the Most Awaited NYC/Weeping Angels episode (:O), The Ponds Leaving (:(), and The New Companion, of whom virtually nothing is known, although it has been widely speculated (and discussed during lunch with Maddy and Elizabeth…) that she happens to be the Doctor’s Daughter.
Anyways, in the ‘web exclusive’ interview Matt talks about shooting in New York and Jenna Lousie Coleman (the New Moon Panic¹), and also Andrew Garfield. I’m actually not making this up. He does mention Mr. Spiderman Man.
Go Check it out! ♦
¹Moon Panic is an anagram of the word Companion. It was also the code name Karen Gillan had to use in her audition. HAH.