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Favorite Doctor Who Catchphrase:

I like saying “Molto bene”. It makes me feel special, like I know a different language. I like the other catchphrases, but I don’t really ever say any of them. I do say “bow-ties are cool” a lot because my friend Gavin wears bow-ties a lot and because we watch Bill Nye frequently in Chemistry.

I find it extremely interesting that people can identify themselves and others within a fandom by their word choice. It’s never really happened to me because I was already friends with all of the school people who watch Doctor Who when they got into Doctor Who. Mostly when I find out that I have a common interest with someone who I don’t know very well, they mostly say, “Oh, hey, have you ever heard of Doctor Who?” to which I reply that I have and the stuff ensues.

I guess it’s sort of related to how I got my friend Leslie to start saying the word “snood”.

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Favorite Quote:

I don’t really have one. I say a lot of quotes. One of my favorites, though, is,” Oh, it’s YOU. You’re my favorite, you are. You know why? Cos’ you’re so THICK. You’re Mr. Thick-Thick-Thickity Thick-Face from Thicktown, Thickania… and so’s your dad”. Mostly it’s my favorite because I say it to my siblings whilst in the presence of my father and he always goes,  “Hey! Meany…” and it makes me laugh…

Favorite Doctor Who Spin-off:

I’ve only ever seen one spin-off: Torchwood. I didn’t mind it. I didn’t finish watching all of the episodes. I didn’t devour it hungrily. I didn’t mind it, though, there was a wee bit too much making out. I don’t like making out. Watching or doing (though I’ve never “done”, so…). It’s disgusting. I don’t usually like hugging either, though I’ve gotten used to being hugged by the crazy people that I sometimes call my friends (when it suits me).

 

Favorite Friendship:

Ten and Donna Noble. Nice and platonic. Plenty of shouting. Lots of geeking out. Just the right amount of understanding.

Actually, it has come to my attention that many people do not like Donna. This distresses me because sometimes I feel like Donna, though that may just be me in my head, saying sarcastic things and yelling when people are ridiculous. I wouldn’t say that it’s because I’m not a bold person, but it’s because I’m a passive person most of the time. I’m just really too lazy to be an angry person. I don’t get angry at people very often. It’s too much work.

 

Favorite Couple:

The Ponds. Goodness knows I will miss the Ponds. I just really like how they’re constantly yelling at one another and calling each other names without being actually angry at each other. Probably due to my stunted emotional growth as a child. I have a hard time saying nice things to people. I mean nice things that are genuinely nice and not just polite. I’m the master of being polite. Like when I think people are totally awesome, the most I can conjure up is to say “You’re my favorite” and nothing else. If I see someone on Facebook posting a status indicating that they are having a bad day/week/month/life, even if I feel really bad for them and wish they weren’t having a terrible life, if I try to comment on their status, I will invariably say something inappropriately sarcastic. I’m not trying to be mean, I just literally cannot make myself say nice things to people.

Over the past through years, I’ve become interested in the romantic relationships that people get themselves into. Mostly because I’ve never understood why people are so dumb about it. The relationship between Rory and Amy is one of my favorite things ever because it’s so evolved from the high school relationships that my classmates are constantly putting themselves through when they would definitely be happier staying out of them. Mostly it’s because Amy and Rory are already settled into the relationship. It’s no longer, “ooh, let’s be super awkward because we love each other, tee hee hee”, but more of a partnership. That whole let’s-be-awkward thing is what makes me hate relationships so much and also makes me fascinated by why they work for as long as they seem to. I can’t stand the awkwardness. I can’t handle it and I will do anything I can to avoid it.

Plus, I just like Amy and Rory as separate characters so much that I don’t really mind it when they’re mushy…. Who am I kidding? The mushy is gross, but I suppose I can tolerate it if they continue to be awesome.

If I am ever to be in a relationship, (in many, many years when I am mature enough for it)(Not that I’m not mature… but I’m not)(I can’t take very many things seriously…) it will have to lack the awkward, it will have to be able to withstand much yelling and calling of names, and it will probably never happen, so I’ll just get a cat.

Favorite Writer:

Mark Gatiss because he’s Mycroft and because he acts and I like him. Steven Moffat is great, though, because he makes everyone angry and I think it’s hilarious. RTD was also excellent, though I know that some people either hate him and love Moffat or lover him and hate Moffat. I think that his style of Doctor Who was really relaxing and fun. It was his Doctor Who that I first got into watching and then I was slowly eased into the mind-numbing awesomeness that is the Moffat era.

If you like Moffat and don’t already watch BBC Sherlock (British tv series, not American films), you should watch it because it will make you just as confused as Doctor Who does and Doctor who already has the added world of science-fiction wherein, if you can make up some convincing fake-logic for it, anything can happen. It’s funny how I can cry at fictional things, but in real life, I haven’t cried for years… literally. I mean, I have choked up once, but there were no actual tears, so it doesn’t count.

You know another show that I would have cried during if I hadn’t been watching it with other people: BBC Robin Hood. It’s an older show, I think, but it’s pretty fabulous and in the end it’s awful and it kills you, but it’s fabulous, nonetheless. Maybe British people are just used to having television like this and they just like watching Americans cry at their shows…

In other news, I’m losing my voice because I’ve had a song stuck in my head all day and I’ve been singing it. It’s a pretty awesome song. It’s a traditional Shoshone Native-American song (obviously, it’s in Shoshone) and I’m singing it with this youth choir that I’m in. The choir is for the dedication of the new LDS temple that was built near us. All the youth in the area get to participate in this huge cultural celebration. I’m pretty excited, first of all because I’m singing during the entire thing, thus avoiding having to dance with the other kids, second because the songs are super fabulous.

I haven’t been in a proper choir since ninth grade and I really miss it. I love my Orchestra class, don’t get me wrong, but singing is pretty fabulous, though I’m in no way “good” at it. This year (my senior year of high school) I’m getting back into the school choir, though I won’t be doing that until next trimester because I wanted to take Fantastic English, a class wherein the only thing we do all trimester is read the Lord of the Rings trilogy. I’m very excited about this. VERY. EXCITED. O_o

Least Favorite Actress:

I think we’ve already discussed the problem with Freema Agyeman/Martha Jones and her annoying breathing. She’s probably not a bad actress at all… I just can’t stand her breathing…

It’s the little noises, you know? I suppose this comes from being a musician for several years. For seven years(ish), my ears have been trained to pick out the slightest discrepancy in pitch or rhythm. This is a good thing when everyone around you cares (or at least they should) about pitch and rhythm, such as in Orchestra or Choir (or Band, but I’ve never been in Band, so…). Unfortunately, it is absolutely terrible in situations where people are untrained in music. Church, for example.

The hymns that we sing at the church I go to are all very well arranged, in my opinion. In most of them, the parts all work together and, provided all the sections are strong, singing them can be pretty amazing. However, my church ward (local group, whatever you want to call it) is filled with old ladies (their equally old husbands are all surprisingly good at singing, actually…) who either can’t sing anymore because of their age or have never been able to sing. This is one of the main reasons I try to tune the world out whenever we’re singing a hymn. I can’t stand listening to most everyone singing the melody (badly) and only a few people singing the other parts.

Have you ever listened to people singing with songs on the radio? I mean really listened. Most people get the words very easily, but the pitches… not a chance. It drives me insane. Other noises that drive me insane: squeaky shoes, high pitched sounds, people yelling in high-pitched noises, and people talking or yelling when I’m trying to sleep.

My ears are very sensitive… This is why the breathing bugs me. Just in case anyone was wondering why I make such a big deal out of it…

Least Favorite Actor:

John Borrowman. I just don’t like Jack at all and I’m not really that into Torchwood. Not that I’ve seen any of the other shows or whatnot that he’s acted in, but I just don’t like him all that much.

I’d elaborate more, but I just woke up and I’m all sore. I’ll just go watch more Big Bang Theory. This is what happens when they make me go this long without new Doctor Who, I begin watching The Big Bang Theory. I can even sing the entire theme song thing. Hopefully everyone is correct and the new Doctor Who episode will air a week from tomorrow. I’m hoping to be able to have it on that day instead of wait a week like most Americans have to. Of course, this will also mean that I’ll have everyone I know begging me to let them watch it because they don’t have the resources that I do. I have a lot of power over them in this way… >:)

Favorite Actor:

I’m assuming that this means favorite actor within Doctor Who, otherwise, I might have to put a little more thought into the question. My favorite actor is probably David Tennant or Matt Smith. I can’t really decide just like I can’t decide who my favorite Doctor is. I don’t really have favorites. I have things or people that I like and things or people that I don’t like and then I just call them all my favorite.

My friends who spend any small amount of time with me can attest to this.

“Such-and-such teacher? He’s my favorite!”

“So-and-so in Orchestra class? She’s my favorite!”

“Crime and Punishment/The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes/Warriors/Pride and Prejudice/Artemis Fowl/books by John Green/Redwall books/The Bartimaeus Trilogy? THAT’S MY FAVORITE BOOK EVVVVERRRRRRRRRRRRR!”

I really am surprised that people don’t get more annoyed with me about this…

Anyway, favorite actor… I pretty much like them all.

Episode that scared you the most:

Blink, Time of the Angels/Flesh and Stone, The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances, and The Waters of Mars.

Blink: for obvious reasons. I think everyone who has watched Blink has been emotionally damaged by how scary it is. I think I’ve already discussed why I think Blink is so scary, but then again, I don’t like roller-coasters, so maybe it’s just me.

Time of the Angels/Flesh and Stone: Almost same reason as Blink, but it’s twice as bad as Blink because there are FIFTY MILLION WEEPING ANGELS. Also, the fact that the angels are actually killing people in this one makes it even creepier.

The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances: Because of the child and the people in the hospital. What I hate about it, though, is the whole Jack is a jerk thing that goes on, but thankfully Jack is a quick learner.

The Waters of Mars: I swear, every time the Doctor is getting chased by some crazy monster who has a contagious condition, it’s always super dramatic and creepy and crazy. This is also my least favorite episode because the Doctor has a freaking mental breakdown at the end and tries to control Time and fails at it miserably.