Doctor, Doctor Who?

There were many more, more depressing thing I could have wrote about. Like the fact I'm petty sure I'm depressed again, slept most of the day away and hate it down here so much.

 Nevermind that though, we gonna talk Doctor Who. I actually watched the last two epsiodes.
For clarity that was the one that was on today (The Bells of Saint John) and the Christmas special (The Snowmen). It was actually the first time I watched the whole thing as on Christmas day I miss the middle of due to Family talking, maybe agurement. Well, I couldn't hear it and the TV box was turned off so I couldn't rewind back.

My lesson has been learned. Never watch something you really want to see with most of your family. Leave to be watched by yourself (or with the internet) months after its aired.

Or hours in the case of The Bells of Saint John as I was sleeping when it was on. I fell back to sleep at just before five and when I woke it was 8 something.

So the new companion, Clara. Though, seeing the promo for this ep, I thought maybe the mug was going to become a companion too. I'm disappointed that no one has made a joke aboout it and I'm too lazy to do it myself properly.

Clara seems alright, I like her so far and I really like how she got something going on. Moffat's companions all have actually, haven't they? I mean they not just there to repsent the audience at home, they actually bring something to the storyline.
 Yes, The Bells of Saint John was good, not favourite ep, but there can't all be or I won't have a favourite eps. I was intrigued by the whole Wifi thing, but not that thilled by what it actually turned out to be. I guess it was actually kinda similar to the whole hands free phone we had with the cyberman, now that I think about it, not quite. It just reminds me of it with the whole control thing.

I'm not going to say anything about my theories for this season, since I think its too soon with spoilers. Also I want to kinda think about for awhile.

Though, lets talk about the anniversary. Apparently, it been confirmed that Billie Piper and David Tennent are back. Yay, for TENnent. BOO for Billie Piper. I'm one of the very rare -as in I never see anyone else say this, but I've never went looking for it- people in the DW fandom who hates Rose Tyler. I just think she a terrible character, I also hate nine the whole first series characters are terrible (except for Captain Jack, but he doesn't come into his own till later).

There were trying to do something that was just never going to work. I mean there obviously didn't understand their audience. Also Rose Tyler was meant to Nineteen. I always thought she was meant to be in her late 20s.

Generally, I like to kid to Eight (that movie was terrible) and Nine didn't happen. I have instead replace them with the Doctors who appear in Doctor Who and the Curse of Fatal Death. After all Moffat did write it, even if it is a parody or spoof.

That me done for now with my Doctor Who thinking. See you lot next week, I'm off to dig myself out from the barricade.

My Chem go Bye Bye

I woke today to some horrid news. My chemical Romance was no more. There had broke up. I have yet to find an actual answer to the reason why. My best friend was the one to informed me of this, by her status on facebook and message me with "MACE ARGH!" So distested was she and later me that spelling went out the window with the chances of ever seeing them live again.

Strangely I'm not shocked. Yes, disappointed. I feel I should probably be shocked and devastated. There was talk of album being released this year. Obviously not happening now. I was looking forward to seeing them in concert again. Even though I saw before, I immediately wanted to see them again afterwards.

Thankfully, that we did see them though. My best friend and I will always have that shared memory of MCR rocking MENA. In fact, that concert was in March right before the Easter Holidays two years ago. I guess my MCR memories will always be in March.

I would like to know why they've decided to call it quits. I just like there to be reason behind things, and I want to know the answer to everything that effects me. Unrealistic but I like answers.

It just another stab to the fact that in 7 weeks time I'll no longer be a teenager. MCR have made up a big pact of my Teenhood. There have been the soundtrack to some of the best and worse times in my short life. I'll always remember listening to them on the bus on the way to school (rare to be actually to go to school that way) or on my way home relieved that I've survived another day. Welcome to the Black Parade playing at the school dance, The Black Parade stand outside Woolworths before it disappeared. I still hear as "This is How I Disappear" when I walk though the turn to my house from the main road. The trees there just trigger it.  There also the time I order a crap load of stuff from official website and got it shipped all the way from America. I walked through the snow/ice to my Grandma's to collect the package. That sadly excited for the contents. Frankly, My Chem is the band I spent the most money on ever. A love for MCR is something I share with my best friend and there lot other crap that only I probably care about.

I wouldn't say My Chemical Romance saved my life. That would just be too dramatic.

There were just there when I was down or even when I want to jump around like a fool. Their music made me feel better a lot of times. The whole you're not alone really helps when you're lonely teen who struggles to communicate.

So Farewell My Chemical Romance (because we gonna kid on there actually a chance one of them might read this). Thanks for all the good times and your music. It sad you won't make any more or ever play again but we're always have the albums and the memories.

So I'm off to sing "Teenagers" while I'm still one of them. Probably end up singing "The Kids of Yesterday". Lets all just take some solace in Fall Out Boy being back together. It not much.

Book Review: Killing Rachel by Anne Cassidy

I'm kinda late with this book, as I got my hands on an Arc ebook, but I was distracted by Clockwork Prince. It was really weird reading this since my best friend is named Rose and I'm obviously called Rachel. Oh, and don't even start with the Killing Rachel jokes. My sib got there first.

Rose's mother and Joshua's father have disappeared. Police inquiries have gone nowhere and the case, it seems, is closed: Rose and Joshua have been told that the police believe their parents are dead. But Rose and Joshua still hold out hope that they are alive. Joshua is determined to follow up his own inquiries, which includes working out the meaning of the cryptic notebooks - the murder notebooks - they have discovered. Then Rose is distracted by odd, desperate messages she receives from Rachel, a former best friend from her school, followed by the terrible news that Rachel is dead. But perhaps Rachel's death will provide one more piece of the puzzle about what has happened to Rose and Joshua's parents . . .

 Okay, this the second in the Murder Notebooks series. Do you need to read the first. No, probably should.    

Basically, Rose once again struggles to solve a mystery single handed while her step bro Joshua focus on trying to find out what happened to their parents. That's the big overwhelming fault with Joshua, all he really cares about is finding his dad. All this over stuff is going on, he knows Rose dealing with issues from her past, possibly putting herself in danger (that more from the last book) but just stoves Rose's stuff out the way while he goes on wild goose chase.

To be honest, I don't buy he's that good. Joshua and his geeky friend Skeggsie always end up on the right path. They've never been wrong, they've never hit a dead end. Its a bit boring and unrealistic. Though, if you have have too many wrong roads you just want to hit someone.

The Mystery of Rachel, is slightly more satisfying. There is a proper twist and suspects. It could have gone several ways and still have been believable. The "Reveal" is probably the most interesting in terms of the book and goes with all the stuff Rose is feeling about Rachel.

There is tiny bit of Romance in this, which for the most part I ignored. In my head Rose has already declared her undying love for Skeggsie and I won't hear more on the matter. Mainly Romance bores me, no matter how complicated. I think the plot is good without it and the book really doesn't need it.

In terms of character, there isn't really much development. For some reason I really like Skeggsie, not sure why. I just do, he wasn't in this much.

 In the terms of the series, I don't much really happen the whole overall goal finding out what happen to the parents. More of confirming things.

Overall, I gave this 3 stars out of 5. It was aright, I wasn't thrilled by it.

Disclaimer: I got this book off NetGallary. So for free. Don't worry I'm honest and kinda of bitch. Just asked my Best Friend.

Book Review: The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

When my mother saw me with this book, she said it sounded exactly like the sort of book I would like. Probably just because it had "book" and graveyard" in the title.

After the grisly murder of his entire family, a toddler wanders into a graveyard where the ghosts and other supernatural residents agree to raise him as one of their own.

Nobody Owens, known to his friends as Bod, is a normal boy. He would be completely normal if he didn't live in a sprawling graveyard, being raised and educated by ghosts, with a solitary guardian who belongs to neither the world of the living nor of the dead. There are dangers and adventures in the graveyard for a boy. But if Bod leaves the graveyard, then he will come under attack from the man Jack—who has already killed Bod's family . . .

This cover confused me after reading the book, I just don't understand why the boy is blonde because he described as having mousey coloured hair. My understanding is that mouse is light-brown. I confirmed this by the power of the internet. This was drawn especially for the book so is really confusing to me.

This book is basically about different stories from Nobody's childhood in Graveyard where he raised by ghosts. His step-parents are ghosts, he is taught by ghosts and so on. All the weird things that come from this.

There also this thing about the Jacks. They trying to kill him and they big "battle" in the end where only one can survive, sort of. Yes, it does go a bit Harry Potter, but I only realise that after I finished reading it.

I only gave Three out Five stars as while good read, I found it rather boring at times. I didn't feel that much for the characters, it was kinda like a soap you find yourself watching because you couldn't be arse to get off the couch to switch the channel.

See you next time losers.

The Story of how I got Hugh Jackman in my Room

So Sherlock Season 3 is the process of being filmed and I now own a giant poster of Anne Hathway. All is right in the world.

So if you wondering how I manage to aquire such a thing as a giant poster of Anne Hathway, our story begins one Wednesday.

I was deeply tired and not in the mood to do a thing when I got home from college. But a last I had singing to do at my local theatre as I'm in the chorus. So after sitting on a hard chair for two hours and suffering a sore behind, the singing was done and my mother had lost her keys. There was a busy buster.

The theatre also shows films (I said so in my last blog), I went there to see Les Misérables. Anyway, once mostly everyone was gone. The Music Director of the production, got out these posters there had been sent to advertised the film. I have no idea where there were meant to be put these posters as there are giant posters meant for big cinemas that have at least twenty scenes. There was three posters of the main characters/stars. So Jean Valjean/Hugh Jackman was claim in seconds. I decided I want Fantine/Anne Hathway and Javert/Russel Crowe eventually found a home.

Photos at odd angles are great

On my way out I over head about the cardborad stand featuring all the above stars. Basically, I asked if I could have it and now I have Hugh Jackman guarding my door which makes me giggle every time I see him. It turns out the stand is too tall for my bedroom. DAMN YOU ATTIC ROOF!!!

I giggle when I see other two and I have no idea what I'll ever do with the poster. Maybe it will meet the ultimate Dorm room poster.

As for the actual film, I found it rather good, but I do imagine a West End production is better. Russel Crowe singing was a bit dodgy at times, but all the acting was good. I knew Jackman was going to pull through. It was basically as brilliant as I expected. I'm definitely going to get the DVD and am desperate to get the Deluxe Soundtrack.

I'm currently at my sister's, as my mum and her are going to see Olly Murs. Rather glad it not me, he's alright but I just wouldn't want sit through a whole set of him. Me and Sib are going to be seeing Daniel Sloth, the much better choice. So see you loser next week.

The state of the stand until I can sort my room out.

 Ain't they're all petty?

A Weekend at the Threatre

I went to the theater today to see Wreck it Ralph and yes I do mean Theatre. The local Theatre show films, to be honest it probably, maybe even better than the local ODEON which is 15 minutes far away than the Theatre. I'm also going to see Les Misérables there tomorrow. So excited to finally see it. I've been listening to the soundtrack for years and it kinda amazing there wasn't a film of the musical sooner. I'm sure the film is as good as everyone been saying. And I'll be able to say that I performed on the same stage that sort of had Hugh Jackman and Anne Hathaway on it.

I need have about a month to finish my novel for that contest. Not been doing much writing. Or anything. Just been rather lackluster this past while. My blog post have been especially bad of late. Also terribly behind in college and somehow I'm decided I'm staying to do next year. Also I've not been reading as much still. Still basically a lack of motivation of doing anything.

So lets just sleep in bed until the sun blows up. 

Putting the Beast into Beauty (Oh, wait...)

So in the last blog I said I was going to go to a Amateur Drama Production meeting, did you know Amateur basically means doing it for the love it, yay, not that surprising. So I went to the meeting and the Audtation for it, completely sleep deprived.

You guys mignt not know this but I'm amazing actor and singer. HAHAHA....(continue for ten minutes). I'm alright actor and can keep a note with practise.

I went up for the main part since I love that character and there wasn't really that much choice. I didn't get it. Someone who's too old for the part got it. Its amateur, just kinda ruins it since one of the themes of the musical is coming of age. Oh well, no one expects this much of this things.

I've got to say the way they had us sing in pairs to audition was really off putting. I probably have done better if I sang by myself.

Anyway, not having a part in the musical means I only have to go to one meeting a week now instead of two. So sooner to my bed on Monday.  I probably spend too much time there, but I don't have a couch in my room.