Because I'm feeling bookish, and gold_dusted poked me. :P

( A book meme-esque thing. Or, you know, a book meme. )

NaNoWriMo tomorrow! Hurrah! I'm quite excited about this, although I don't think I'll get 50,000. I've got too much to do. If anyone else is doing it, btw, I'm sweet-about-me on the NaNo website. Feel free to add me.

My new sixth form's going well too, incidentally. A lot of work, but still, it's all good. :D

( On the latest DW casting spoilers... )

In other news, NaNoWriMo starts in three days.. or effectively two now. I'm quite excited - I've never done it before and I've got a good idea for a story. I've got a good outline for the first few chapters, and then I'll see how those go before outlining any more. I tend to pick up novel ideas as I work, so I think inspiration about exactly what needs to come next will come as I write. I know the general overview of the plot, which is unheard of!

Also... The X Factor is very good this year. Last year was terrible... but this year there are some very good people. Although it was criminal Scott went. It's weird, 'cause it's the only time I choose ITV over the BBC. Usually I'm a total BBC fangirl, but X Factor kicks ass, it really does. And I'm not at all sad about Sharon going. Cheryl is much better. We just need to get rid of Danni now. Ahora!

Guess what day it is today?

That's right, it's Tuesday. And, incidentally, my birthday. (I kind of gave that away with the title, didn't I?)

I'm currently using a very sexy new laptop to type this up (a very sexy laptop which is pink, for crying out loud. I want to marry it and have lots of lovely pink laptop babies), and a confusing Vista blog publishing program which won't let me tag or choose userpics or anything. But you know.

I haven't done much today, but I've had lots of lovely texts and cards and e-mails and comments and phone calls from my friends, and I feel much loved. I'm seeing all my old friends on Saturday for my party, and so I'll get all my presents and cards and things from them then. We had a party-esque-thing in the common room with the people at my new sixth form, which was nice too, so all in all, it's been a very good day.

Except I haven't done my Spanish presentation and I expect the excuse "It was my birthday!" is not going to wash with Mrs B (aka evil witch from hell). She'll just snap at me at Spanish very quickly, and I won't understand a word she's saying, and I'll end up nodding and saying "Si, si!" a lot. Which is usually how my A-level Spanish classes go.

Oh, well. I'll get up early tomorrow and get things sorted.

And the Doctor and Rose are <3 <3 <3. Just to let you know. ^_^

I just wanted to describe the following episode, mainly because I just killed myself laughing and wanted to share. *has to take a break from another fit of the giggles*

Riiight. Anyway, my Dad is quite involved with the church, he's Church Warden, which means that my poor mother occasionally has to have vicars and priests and deacons to tea from time to time. She was having tea just now with a lovely, rather delicate member of the clergy called Helen, when my brother, unaware of her presence, burst into the kitchen, proceeded to pretend to shoot my dog complete with:

"BANG BANG RATATATATA" sound effects. He then followed up this vicious attack by running straight into the living room to shoot my mother and shouting:

"RATATATATATATA- oh, hello, Helen." It's hard to say which one of us involved was more shocked: Ed was white as a sheet, Mum was trying her very best to look stern and to keep the giggles down, and Helen just sat there, very taken aback and very prim. I've never seen anyone exit a room so fast - he didn't say another word, just turned and shot out of there ASAP. He consequently has spent the rest of the evening hiding out in my room, taking up my bed in his angst (huh), moaning with embarassment and hissing: "Is she gone yet?" whenever I come up. He refuses to go downstairs so periodically I have to go down and fetch him chocolate biscuits and bread rolls, although I draw the line at cereal.

We've already theorised what will happen he next goes to Church and has to receive communion from her. If anything has ended Ed's relationship with religion, it's not deep thinking or THERE IS NO GOD, it's merely because he's far too humiliated and afraid of Helen to ever slink back in again.

I got nine A*s and two As!! :D :D :D

Oh, I'm so very relieved. And all of my friends did really well too, so it's all good.

English Lang: A*
English Lit: A*
Food Tech: A
Geography: A*
History: A*
ICT Short Course: A* (I have no idea how, though)
Maths: A
RE: A*
Science: A*
Additional Science: A*
Spanish: A*

I think that's all of them! BUT YAY!

As for Additional Maths, my free-standing qualification which the school insisted I could, and would, do: UNGRADED, BABY. If you want to read the story behind that, go here. I'm not thick, honestly. Only one person got a C, and one other got an A (WTF? How?!). The rest of us all cheered and high-fived, and celebrated our U.

And I went to see Mamma Mia! afterwards, which I really enjoyed, though Pierce Brosnan cannot sing for toffee, bless 'im.

GCSE results on Thursday... Fuck, I'm scared. But not thinking about it; I'm putting it right to the back of my mind. Que sera sera, and the like. We're all going into town to see a film afterwards, whatever happens, so there's that at least!

We've been having a massive clear out in the house, and Mum discovered boxes full of old photos and diaries and things (which we didn't throw out, btw). One of the diaries was the year in which Mum was pregnant with me (1991), and I found some lovely things such as when she actually found out she was going to have me:

Saturday 19th January: Pregnancy test proved positive. Hello baby! Ian and I in deep shock, but it takes Ian about an hour to get over it. Then - big smiles!

... That was me! It's really, really weird to think of myself in that context. I'm the eldest child, by the way. *grins* She continues to write about "just-to-make-sure" tests and buying prams and getting scans and how I might be twins. (Again, I'm not, btw) And she writes the diary like she's talking to me as well, which is cute:

Tuesday 16th April: AFP test back (I ring up anyway) and it's normal. You're getting full marks in tests already!

*snorts* Mum, you're such a dork. And there's this too:

Saturday 20th April: First FMF. Well, it was a quick kick actually. I was sitting in the dining room reading Oliver Twist when I got a Doc Marten in the pelvis (Note: Like I would ever wear Doc Martens. *rolls eyes* She thinks she's so funny). Can't sleep for a few nights because it's so fascinating. You tend to kick at night.

God, it's so weird! Mum and Dad actually had a life before me... a life where the possibility of me makes them practically stupid with shock. Eh, and I bet she imagined me reading it in the future.. but probably not typing it up on my blog. Seeing as blogs didn't actually exist back then.

It was Mum's birthday on the 17th - and I was really very good. Because, without me, there would have been no birthday: I got her card, chose and bought all her presents, made her a cake of her choice and ensured that everyone remembered and was supremely nice to her all day! Perfect daughter, alert, no? And she got all teary over her presents and kept hugging me all day, and I could tell she was really pleased. I think her words were:
"I can tell it was you who bought them, El, and not Dad, due to the distinct lack of kitchen utensils. There are only so many things you can do with an ice cream scoop."
*sighs* Dad. He used to get her things he wanted her to have and make us give them to her so she had to pretend to like them and not be cross.


Other news... Breaking Dawn sucked. Not really because I actually cared about what happened to any of the characters, but mainly because I was bored out of my skull for most of it - it was like the first half of the book was major crack, and the second half of the book was sickly sweet and cliche and dull as hell. I'd gone off Twilight anyway, but this reeeally clinched the deal. I kind of realised that I didn't like it so much when I wasn't bothered at all by the fact that I was on holiday when it came out and only got to read it on the 11th. I actually forgot about it until I came back and found it waiting. I feel free to now indulge in parodies with delight.


My laptop keeps making scary fuzzy noises at me. I'm a bit scared it's going to burst into flame (like the Aga did a couple of days ago, incidentally. Luckily my brother was there, because I just squealed in the corner and Mum managed to obtain the fire extinguisher but completely failed at working out how to use it. What a life I do lead), so I'm going to sign off now. TTFN, etc, etc.

OK, this is mainly my Journey's End work-through, gaping about Blackpool and a few things which have annoyed me. I have still got a post to make about my actual life, which is getting more and more full by the second. I should really post about things as they come up but too much stuff has come up, and I'm chronically lazy, so what am I to do, eh?

The Things Which Have Annoyed Me

You want to know what's really annoying? And I mean, really annoying. Well, I'm going to tell you anyway. It's the stupid "Adult Content Notice" thing which comes up over some people's fics or entries. It's like, for god's sake, it achieves nothing apart from irritation, as all I do is log out, read the damn post and then log back in again. I just can't comment on it, which is also very irritating. And if it's a friends-only post, then I'm screwed, aren't I?
And it's pointless, anyway. I'm sixteen, almost seventeen, I'm legal. For god's sake, I could go out and do what's apparently so scarring that my poor sixteen year old eyes just can't take it.

And the other thing that's annoying is that I just watched the 50 Ways To Leave Your TV Lover (Doctor and Rose came top, btw, if you somehow didn't know) and the woman presenting it was all:
"Awww, isn't it sad?" in this 'ha ha, bless 'em' way and I just thought: "Sad? It's bloody heartbreaking, you stone-hearted woman!" How can you watch that and be so casual? Isn't it against the laws of the universe, or something? I cried for days after watching that. My friend's dad cried. Seriously, we came in from London (I had to watch it a couple of hours after everyone else, 'cause my friend forced me to go and see Chicago my friend and I went to see Chicago in the West End) and he just looked at us and announced solemnly: "It will make you cry." And I thought, "Oh, god". And I didn't even have a kiss or anything for consolation.


Heh. Completely off the subject, my brother just came in and we had this conversation:

Ed: *sings soulfully* Give me the song and I'll sing it like I mean it...
Me: I like big butts and I cannot lie.
Ed: ... No.

Blackpool

Yep, I just watched Blackpool. As in, the 'David Tennant is seriously damn hot show'. *gapes* I can't believe I never watched that before! I mean, I always thought he was cute, and I've always had this massive crush on his hands, but... hee. I have to say, after watching that, his Scottish accent has really grown on me. The problem is, when I'm doing the Doctor now, for fic or whatever, he keeps slipping into Scottish and being Peter Carlisle, so now I have to go and watch series 2 of DW again so I can get him right in my head. Is there anything else with David in that I should really have watched? I've seen Casanova, which was great also. But I preferred Blackpool. I really want to buy the DVD of it now. Even though I'm not meant to be spending any more of my money... I need a job. Damn damn damn.

But seriously, Mum suggested I go to McDonald's to find a job.. and...  and.. I just couldn't do it. McDonald's, for crying out loud! They cut rainforests and use reconstituted crap as an excuse for real food and make people fat and guh. I wouldn't be able to face myself, I think.
I bet a whole load of you are now going to be like: "I work at McDonald's." and I'm going to be like: :o, because that's my kind of luck. I apologise to you McDonald's workers on my f-list.

And now it's time for the Journey's End.

OH. MY. GOD.

My brains have officially poured out of my ears and are all over the carpet. Look, right there. My head has actually fried.

I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it right now, as I am compulsively re-watching a certain scene over and over and grinning like a loon. I'm stopping it at a certain point as I don't want that grin to go away.

I'm planning some proper updates soon, including a Doctor/Rose Doctor Who post of squee, and a general update on my life. For now, we have memes and a few short notices.


1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them ;-)
( It's a cut. I think we know the drill by now. )




 
I think that's suitably impressive, don't you? I am the darkness and the stars, now do as I command! And the like.

And, the obligatory...

OMG, Doctor/Rose reunition (and I know that's not a word) on Saturday!! :D :D :D Why, oh why, is Saturday taking so long? This week has crawled by.

And now, I am going to go and finish Voice Of the Gods (Trudi Canavan) as it just got good in the last couple of hundred pages (bear in mind that the first four hundred were a complete snooooooze-fest). People are being kidnapped, wars are being waged, gods are being destroyed, oh my.

... "and look at me, I'm wearing a vegetable."

An example of some of Steven Moffat's better writing, and it still makes me giggle even now. These couple of episodes... maybe not quite so much. I'm going to cut it for spoilers for the Steven Moffat two parter, and Rose-related spoilers regarding appearances (i.e. when she's going to make 'em).



On other notes, exams are going okay, mostly. All the GCSEs I've done, I've been relatively well prepared for - the only exams I'm really concerned that I haven't done as well as I should have are Geography, English Lang paper 1 and English Lit. But, I'm not going to worry - what's the point? I've done them, they're over, don't think about it. Que sera, sera, and all that jazz. :D

OH, but the funniest thing ever was Additional Maths. It's not even a GCSE, it's a "free-standing" qualification, whatever that is. Basically, the school has decided that top set have to do this on top on everything else, which if you ask me, is absolutely nuts. And somehow I was put in top set for my GCSE years - ME. I said on my Geography exam, that 11 divided by 2 was 6.5, and consequently lost that mark. TOP SET. Oh my god. And anyway, I was supposed to be doing Additional freaking Maths, which even the Maths geniuses find difficult.
Basically, before the exam, everyone was really scared and talking about staging a walk out because we were being made to do an exam that we very clearly couldn't do. Anyway, Mrs T came and talked to us and told us that it was all going to be fine, don't worry, just chill, we were going to pass and we were very bright and clever and wonderful and JUST SIT THE DAMN EXAM, OK? So, we all went in. Exam started.
The room was filled of the noises of thirty odd girls turning the page over to start the exam. And, not finding any questions they could do on the first page, turned it again. And again. And again. And again. The girl in front of me looked at the paper for about three minutes, closed the paper, and just slumped on the desk. I actually heard her snoring at one point. She didn't answer a single question. Another girl got out felt tip pens and started drawing pretty patterns on the answer booklet. The girl on the other side of me started folding part of the paper into some kind of origami.
I answered question 12. And part of 7. iii). And I think I did it wrong. You need 40% of the paper for an E. Otherwise it's ungraded. I answered one question out of thirteen. Hahahahaha.
Then, kind of hacked off, as I did actually know some Additional Maths and they didn't even put it on the paper, I started making up my own questions based on this stuff - factor theorem, remainder theorem and things. Just to show that I wasn't a total vacant. Actually, some of them were quite good - I was proud. And sitting for two hours with nothing to do is a real drag, and you can only draw so many smiley faces and doodles without getting bored.

So, thank you, Mrs T, Mrs Verey, for wasting a year of Maths lessons on Additional Maths! I don't know why they even argued to keep it in - all the girls last year failed it too, and they had a real battle to save it. What was the point, really?


On another note, I have started watching One Tree Hill, thanks to Im. She insists that it's not trashy, but I just caught sight of this episode summary: (names have been Xed for spoilers)

X must face the harsh consequences of his decision to murder X as X and X's pregnancies complicate the lives of X and the graduating seniors of Tree Hill High.

Yeah, whatever! Not trashy at all. Nope. Not one bit.

Anyway, I must finish. I know I've got some comments to reply to, but I'm still busy with exams. Hope all of you who have them are doing ok, and I'm sure things will have gone well! :D Now, I'm going to sleep.

Yes, I know, I was buzzing off to do revision, but frankly, it's boring and I'm taking a break. To hell with my exams! *totters giddily, holding a tot of rum* Instead, I am rambling about The Unicorn And The Wasp!

I thought this was a nice, fun, angst-free episode to follow all the grief and tears of the previous episodes. And I loved the "Sparkling Cyanide!" because that is my second-favourite Agatha Christie, after "And Then There Were None" (which is brilliant, btw). I wonder what the real Agatha Christie would think of this...

HOWEVER. I have one thing to say.

What is up with the recycling of material this series? Especially this episode. It's getting ridiculous.

• Couples joke. Get over it. Already.
• "Don't do that" regarding the accent. We already did it, in SCOTLAND and it was funnier.
• "What do you need?" Jackie, in The Christmas Invasion.
• The "MAIDEN! ... What does that mean?" - Fear Her. "THE GIRL, OF COURSE! What girl?"
• The Doctor falling all over himself with excitement over meeting Agatha Christie - Dickens... although this is more to be expected. I'm sure the Doctor would do this with  most famous people he meets over time.

And in previous episodes, the Intru-da window joke.
I'm sure there are other things, but I really can't remember them. My memory is appalling. Feel free to contribute.

Anyway, it's really annoying me, and I'm almost wondering if they're doing it on purpose - perhaps to remind people of Rose or something? Because it's literally the exact same jokes, the exact same lines, and I just can't see this slipping their attention up at the Beeb - especially stuff like the "Don't do that".

Also, while I still think Donna is brilliant, the repeated couples joke and the fact that Donna kissed him... it's just making me a little squeamish. And I know that that kiss was just the obligatory "Hmmm, how can we get a kiss in which won't tie the Doctor down to a relationship/result in us having to kill off the companion?" kiss which happens every series, but still... I just think that Donna could have thought of some other shocking things which didn't involve kissing him.. especially when he'd just eaten:
A) Cyanide
B) Ginger beer
C) Walnuts
D) Anchovies.
Could not have made for a nice taste. But hang on, before you all cry: "SHIPPER!" and tell me that I'm just jealous on Rose's behalf, I very much enjoyed that kiss. I thought it was funny, it did make me giggle, and I know that the Doctor didn't kiss her back, seeing as he did his aeroplane arms throughout it. It's just Donna's motivation that made me think "Ooooh, err, Donna, don't fall for him." Combined with the "I don't need my ex-fiance, I have the Doctor now!" and the look on her face when she thought he meant he should kiss her more often. It was shocked, but not completely:
"How very dare you?"
It doesn't, to me, seem the face of someone who is really horrified by what you've just suggested. I would have thought that Donna would hit him over the head with a mallet if she really was against this idea, or done her "you're not mating with me, sunshine!" routine.
And did anyone else notice that it was David who bridged the gap and kissed Donna - she didn't kiss him, she just grabbed him by the head and he staggered towards her and kissed her? ACTING, DAVID.

And now for my favourite word regarding DW at the moment... Guh.

I really, really, really can't wait for that trailer which is coming out next week! I can't believe Eurovision has bumped Doctor Who... one extra week until she's back, and now my clock on my profile is wrong! Why couldn't they axe The Weakest Link? Do we really need a paranormal special? I think not.


Exam wise, I've had RE Philosophy and Spanish Listening, both of which were fine! :D However, Maths tomorrow.. I'm fine on the method, just the amount of stupid mistakes I make... I'm so nervous about this upcoming week. Got lots of nasty exams.

Oh, and PS - you all score NIL points for observation! *round of applause* I happened to mention a bowl of custard which was "over there" in my last entry, and stated that I was in my bedroom. What, may I ask, was a bowl of custard doing in my bedroom?

This is just a quick little entry to let you know that I'm not going to be around so much, not until... ooh, the 16th July? This is because of the dreaded GCSEs and such, so I'm probably going to be
a) revising
b) doing exams
c) rocking, whimpering and refusing to come out of my box

Feel free to wish me luck, or all the usual things you lovely people do.

Incidentally, my practise English writing essay got handed out to the class last Thursday as an example of what-to-do. I was very proud. Here it is, if you're interested. For 35 minutes of frenzied scribbling, I don't think it's too bad:



Oh, yes. Notes on The Doctor's Daughter. I'll be brief(ish):

• Am relieved that Jenny is a test tube baby. However, I think it would have been more interesting if she had been his daughter, from some kind of relationship (I'm not saying Rose, just to clarify - that would not be good at all)

• I liked Jenny. She was, admittedly, Mary-Sue, but I thought she was cute. Aside from the "Hello,boys"/"Hello, Dad" lines. I hope she's coming back. NO "Jenny Who" spin-off though, thank you very much. Future companion, yes please, however.

• Jenny being a miniature Doctor. Could have been OK if done properly. She didn't see upset enough over losing her Dad, just sort of ran off in her spaceship. You'd have thought she'd been at least a little disconcerted. Even the Doctor hates travelling alone.

• Also, I don't get why they cloned the Doctor anyway. I can't say that personally my first inclination on meeting someone new is to forcibly take their DNA and produce clones from them. And how come she came complete with mascara and eyeliner? Besides, who was the other donor to Jenny's DNA? It obviously wasn't just the Doctor, or it would just been another him. Who is Jenny's mother... ?
  

• Please, someone burn the blue suit. Or whichever bright spark thought it could ever possibly be a good idea.


• Why is the TARDIS not translating the Hath bubbles? I would so like to know what that swear gurgle was that so offended Martha.

• Martha crying. No thanks.

• Donna crying again. No thanks.

• Doctor crying. No thanks.

• Martha leaving! Yes, thanks! TTFN. See ya in the finale eps.

• Donna's "Forever" line. Oi. You are stealing Rose's lines. Beeb, stop recycling old material. Besides, what is with that? One minute she's all: "I want to go home! Oh, all right, I'll give you another chance," and then she's like: "DOCTOR, LOVE YOU SO MUCH, AM GOING TO SUPERGLUE MYSELF TO YOUR SIDE FOREVER!" But, still. That's sealed her fate. As soon as a companion says that, you know they're going, as the Beeb has serious commitment issues regarding the Doctor.
  

• No Rose = sadness. I'm hoping for TWO references next week to compensate. Just putting old footage of her in The Monster Files is not good enough!

• SOMEONE. PLEASE. CHANGE. THE. TITLE. THEME. BACK. The new jazzy thing is doing my head in.

Please, please, please let us have a happy episode next week. I do love the happy, angst-free episodes of DW. David Tennant screaming/crying/shouting/emo-ing just does not make for good viewing week after week. Every now and then, sure, but when it's back to back angst, it just isn't attractive. It used to be so happy, and now it's just tears all the way through. In S1 and S2, the message seemed to be "Yeah, there are bad times, but overall, life is good, life is fun, let's go and eat chips". S3 and S4, however, well - I just feel that after watching an episode that I may as well just go and end it all in that bowl of custard over there. It just seems like no matter where you go in the Universe, grief and depression will prevail.

Hmmmm.

Anyway, I need to shut up about Doctor Who, and do some Spanish and R.E revision. Wish me luck... ;)

Oh, and sayuri_07, I am going to reply to your comments, I'm just insanely busy revising spanish for my orals on Tuesday. I'm so nervous!

We have candles in our windows for Madeleine.

So, Doctor Who is filming in Gloucester!! Which is really close to me! But guess what? Surprisingly enough, I'm not allowed to skip school to go and see what's going on.
Only kidding - I wouldn't miss school anyway, seeing as I might have a little thing called GCSEs coming up, and they might be a little more important... (Well, might. I'd kill to know whether Billie's staying on.) But still, my brother's girlfriend saw David, and waved, and he smiled and waved back to her! I'm so jealous.

Speaking of Doctor Who, Planet Of The Ood. I thought it was a boring, to be honest. And also sort of stupid - I mean, what kind of creature would evolve to carry a brain in their hands? It's not physically possible. They'd die out instantly - I mean, what would happen if you tripped, or sneezed particularly violently (Ooooh. An Ood sneeze - ha ha, that's quite a treat for the imagination, no?), and you dropped it? And that stupid great big brain thing - how would that have come about? Honestly. But the Ood sort of grew on me - I ended up thinking they were quite cute. I'd like a little Oodington as well as an Adipose now. I suppose I'm just like those evil humans then, and the Doctor'd have to take me down for wanting to keep an Ood, when really they want to run free with their brains in their hands. Only they can't run, because they might trip and smush their brains.
Also, I hate to say it, but Donna got on my nerves a little bit this episode. I kind of felt like smacking her and saying: "Shut up!" The Doctor/Donna relationship seems to have thrown a bit off to me. There's less funny banter and more angst between the two of them - come on, DW, I thought we'd got past that? The depression and angstiness was a series 3 thing! Series 4 is for Catherine Tate and laughter!
Though the bit where the Doctor started shouting behind the bars, and then ended up meekly in the room made me LOL. And they killed that woman! I know she betrayed them and everything, but it was a completely understandable reaction - imagine if some random bloke came along and decided to, I don't know, take down your job - would you say, "Oh, yes, right this way!" Perhaps not. She certainly didn't deserve to die for it, poor woman. I was quite shocked at that bit.
Guh at the Martha next time. Not looking forward to the Martha eps - although maybe it'll be ok if she's how she was in Torchwood, because Doctor Who Martha just makes my teeth grind. I just find her character irritating.

I was thinking about the next episode which was going to be set in the past - the Agatha Christie one, right? And I was also thinking about the killer wasps that were going to be in it. This struck me as really rather stupid. I mean, killer wasps + Agatha Christie? Come on. So, I was wondering - why can't they have an episode where they go back in time and there aren't aliens? I mean, yes, the Doctor's an alien, and if you go to the future, then yes, there are going to be aliens, but the past? The fact that you've gone to the past is fabulous enough in its own right - you don't need to slap the aliens on on top of that. If you go back to a really interesting period in history, such as maybe, the Tudors or I don't know, Pompeii, the period itself should provide enough of a plot line. I'd like to see if the writers could pull it off - it's the same issue as the CGI monsters: can the writers write a good enough plot without having to rely on aliens or CGI monsters to make it interesting?

Speaking of the Tudors, I don't think I've ever written about the fact that they're one of my favourite periods of history. I've read the Tudor Court novels, and I read a biography of Anne Boleyn by Joanna Denny, but even I could tell that that was laughably biased - she made out like Anne was some sort of saint while everyone else was out to get her and totally evil (Mary get upset because her father stripped her of her title as Princess , named her a bastard and separated her from her mother forever? God, how unreasonable!). I'm now working my way through Six Wives by David Starkey. It's much better. And then I've got a book on Lady Rochester to read after that.

I just went and made a list of all the good books that are coming out this year! So much good stuff - a new Stravaganza, and House Of Many Ways! Very exciting. I wish they wouldn't keep changing the covers half way through a series, though - it's so annoying when you have all the stories, and suddenly the newest book doesn't look the same as the others. I mean, I love the new City Of Secrets cover:
but it really doesn't match the old ones:
The Princess Diaries are also really bad at this. Changing all the time, grrr.

I actually just changed my layout.

It is unheard of.

It has been the same for nigh on one and a half years.

Wow.

Anyway, if you have any feedback for me, whether you like or whatever, please let me know. :) I think it's really cute.

I have a proper update just below *points* so if you want to read that, it's there. It's f-locked though, 'cause it's talking about real life and things.

Hiya.

I'm just compiling a mental list of things I need to put in here, because I'm so terrified and bored at the thought of actually doing some revision that I've run away to my livejournal to update. Something that I also put off.

WRITER'S BLOCK. I KNOW NOT WHAT TO SAY.

'Kaaaaaayyyyy.

Well, let's do the usual category thing. Real life first.

Real Life

I'm going to another of Ellie's parties tomorrow - but guess what? It's fancy dress, and if there's anything I don't do, it's fancy dress. You have to be a chav/emo/goth/hippie, and I'm plumping for emo as it's the least taxing of the lot.
I quite like what I'm wearing actually. And I went out and bought some new eyeliner especially. If it looks hilarious enough, I'll post pics. Heh heh.
I went to a sleepover at Kittie's on Saturday, which was really fun. I even got to watch Doctor Who as they had it on while we were eating (btw - green chilli on pizza is hooooottttttt!). And then Vicki and Zoe started snoring, and Charlie and I got the giggles really really badly, and whenever any of them snored (which was pretty constantly), I just had hysterics. I was practically crying with laughter, and Charlie was nearly as bad.
And I went on the Nintendo Wii! Funniest thing ever. We were playing boxing, and Charlie and I were there, pumping our arms away, looking like total retards, when Kittie just says: "Smile, you guys!"
And she was filming. EVIL CHILD. But I watched the videos, and they're hilarious. I may well post them on here, once Kittie uploads them.

Her mum also asked me where I was going for sixth form, and I said I was going to either one of two of sixth forms, and Kittie just said:
"No, you're not, you're staying here!"
and everyone agreed, and started telling her mum about how they'd written a letter detailing all the reasons I shouldn't go.

I don't want to leeeeeeave! My friends are so lovely.

ALSO I WENT TO THORPE PARK ON THURSDAY!! Eeee, it was fun. I went on all the scariest rides, Colossus, Nemesis Inferno (x2), Stealth (x2), and X:\No Way Out, which was rubbish. I was the only one who would go on Stealth originally, they refused to go on, and I had to do it alone! They were all too scared.
And it was an amazing ride. 0-80mph in 2 seconds, with a 205 foot vertical drop. I have a youtube link, hold on... (It says 2.3 seconds in the vid, but it's been improved since then)


Best feeling ever.

RIGHT. Real life is done, and it was dull, because I am tired, and therefore cannot generate enough energy so as to be amusing. Guh.
TV? What's been on TV... ?

Skins
I've started and ended a love affair with this TV program since February time. It was really good season 1, and then it just fell flat on its face in series 2. My opinion. And Chris and Angie were love and then WTF, Chris and Jal? What was with that?
And the whole thing was so OTT, it's hilarious. Never would anything that happens on Skins happen in real life. And what was funnier is that the guy who plays Sid's dad was Caecilius on Doctor Who! I just kept seeing him as Skins dude, which kind of killed that a bit.
Anyone else watch this?

Doctor Who
Shall I stick this under a cut? Spoilers for the Pompeii episode.

Can anyone recommend me some good Doctor/Rose fanfics? I don't mind what rating, I just really want to read some good stuff. I really like mrv3000's fics, they're hilarious - especially the ones with the sundial and the hugging.

Gossip Girl
I've got up to episode 6 of this, and although everyone says it's addictive, I'm really not that hooked. Does it get better later on? And why are there so many people called Chuck in programs atm? There's Chuck in Gossip Girl, Chuck in Pushing Daisies, Chuck in, of course, Chuck. It's like the name Finn in books. It's everywhere, damn it.

Pushing Daisies
Saw the first episode of this. Thought it was quite cute, although the humour was raaaandom. Really strange. But I think I'll watch some more. Have any Americans seen the whole of this? Worth watching, y/n?

I found out what IAWTC means. I finally know if people are agreeing with me or insulting my mother when they say this. ^_^

OH! And look at my mood theme, the picture for loved (see below) - where does that clip come from? What is it?
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And this is cute.

Ooooh. Doctor Who tonight. Do I watch, do I not?

*agonises*

On the one hand, it's Catherine Tate and not Billie Piper, and that's enough to break my heart. On the other hand, apparently all the series is building up to the finale and I don't want to not understand what's going on then. And you never know, I might enjoy it. I might.

Do I watch, or do I not?

Do I watch...

"... is my life."

Kitkat Chunkies are my life.

Doctor/Rose is my life.

Howl's Moving Castle is my life.

The BBC is my life.


If I like something a lot, it is "my life". I say it all the time, though it's more of a recent thing. And about the most bizarre things - minstrels, mozzarella pizza, my dressing gown, mascara, hair straighteners, time_and_chips, fountain pens, my prom dress. All those little things that you love, right?

Actually, thinking about it, it's a really stupid thing to say. I must wean myself off that. *mutters* Stupid writer's block.