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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).

 

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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