Rose in Glasgow

Rose and I have finally met again, in personal. Imagine that. It like one of us has came back to life or something. I leave it you to decide which one of us it was. (Pst, I'm Sherlock, sh...). I worked it out that we had last seen each other the week after the Sherlock season 2 finale, meaning in the space of year and almost six months the Sherlock fandom have went, utterly completely mental. Last time we saw each other (which is briefly spoken about here), we watched the first episode of season 2 together. She also moved countries again. I'm secretly jealous that she get to live in Central Scotland whist I'm left to die in hell of the borders.

Proof that I do have a "Friend"

Meeting up was deeply confusing as we were meant to meet in centre of Glasgow but stuff that that I'm myself confused about happened and we eventually met up in Braehead shopping centre which I haven't been to in eight years or something which is sad which justify my over use of the word 'which'.

So we met, went around the shops, I bought a book, bump into one of my several sisters and hang around with one of the others. I watch Rose eat the chips that taste so much like home. Glasgow chips are something I miss daily (okay, I'm not that obsessed with food but sometimes I just caved them).

John, I mean Rose.

Rose also gave me make-up tips so we strangely felt like girls. I also had time to able to stick my nails into her arms and be actually slap her. I awkwardly filmed our time together which will eventually turn on YouTube just like that MCR parody we filmed together that after two years still haven't edited. I mean the band sort of released a sort of album and broke up. I've seen them live but still want to see them again. Maybe someday when they're like sixty and I'm forty, that also when the Parody will finally be edited.

Rose doubles as a canvas.

We then I had a heartfelt farewell as Rose had a train and ferry to catch. My family and I then went to Primark and Ikea. So I got clothes and a new bookcase. I really want a Primark to open up where I live, maybe someday it happen. God, knows we have the space for it with all those empty shops. It seems like we only have a Waterstone's; several betting shops; a Pawn shop and Cash for God like places. Did I mention I really hate where I live?

Tomorrow is my sib's Birthday so we going all out to dinner with the sister that I'm still not talking to since I last saw her. Not entirely sure if she knows if I'm still at angry/annoyed/done with her shit. It hard to stay mad at people when you live with them but I don't live with her so I've unfriend her and the rest of the family off facebook. I told my mum that I had done it last night so she will never notice our time apart.

So that all this week so I'll see you next week where it have been a week since I last saw my John. *Sighs* I mean Rose and I probably should stop comparing her to one half of my OTPs.

The Nightmare after Halloween

So this shouldn't be a surprising post, yes it is indeed about Halloween and how now is the perfect time to watch the Nightmare Before Christmas. In my opinion, the correct time to watch it is late November as it is between Halloween and Christmas. So to be sad Halloween is over and approximately excited for Christmas. 

Anyway, my Halloween was okay. I didn't do anything much, craved a pumpkin and dressed up for a few hours. Also attempted to bob for apples. Yes, I cheated and just picked it up after I licked it several time.

My pumpkin that now haunts my dreams

My little Brother's...this was a nightmare getting done.

 Here are four of the pictures I ended up taking/being taken of me. I shall continue to talk while you look though. I never actually did anything that spooky that day. I read a few creepypastas. Main reason for this was I was gravely ill. Okay, not gravely. I had on and off painfully headache and my voice was on the edge of going. I just was tired even after a goodish nights sleep and I've kinda continued to feel this way for the past few days.




 I finally heard back from SAAS about my Bursary. So I actually have money now, more money than I've ever had before. At this point I would like to remind you all that I'm poor and prone to books sprees. So that might not be saying much. But it was backtracked months. So I guess that enough with hinting how loaded I am now. Though, I've stopped hoping from gaining money from my ads on Youtube. I'm not going to do anything stupid with it. Probably just pay things that need paying, visit to England at some point to annoy a certain someone and buying a bookcase.
Also comic books...



I'm actually spreading my Saturday being social and going to a party. I know a strange thing to be coming from me and its not even fancy dressed geekfest.

Two parties this year, and I had plans last summer, I'm turning into a social butterfly. LOL, just imagine if that ever happen. No my nights remind to be sober and book reading fun, code for there is a book in my bag and I am not getting drunk as it is boring.

So I'm off to get my stuff ready and put my favourite programmes on record to watch tomorrow. 

Farewell for now, losers.

Doctor Who thoughts as they happened.

GOD, Doctor Who makes me giggly. Watching it as I type. What with the orange opening? Queen Nefertiti is the best Queen of Egypt ever.  This is probably going to be rather random to begin with. Dinosaurs in space, isn't that like a little boy's fantasy. I would say kid except I wasn't that much into either as a kid.
LOL, Squeaky voice robots fantastic.Oh I know those voices, I love both those voices.

The Earth Lizard people are back.  I don't imagine a (can't think of the name of this) Dinosaur licking someone like a dog. I like Rory's dad better than Rory, its so sad when children go up...can't think of the right word. Everyone knows the Doctor is more like a PhD doctor than a medical one.

Eleven is really growing on me. At first I wasn't sure of him, I thought he would be better than nine who I did not like at all, but he's much better. Though, Ten will always be my Doctor.

The Doctor doesn't have a value, he's priceless. But definitely not worthless.

"Don't ever judge me by your standards" He probably stole that off someone. I'm now stealing that.

Robots are funny, as expected. "They've stolen a dinosaur." "I see that."

Gay kiss, well just give the fangirls what they're want then Doctor.

Oh, not the doggy Dinosaur *weeps dramatically*

Lestrade is all I can think about.

Ew, old man. No one likes a creepy rapist trying it on with a several thousand year old Queen. Nefi could definitely take him anyway.So could anyone he is on crunches after all and rather dimwitted.

Ha, I saw that coming didn't I?

Aw, who doesn't want to see their home from space. And Earth is rather petty. Thats amusing and sweet ending.

 Next week Cowboys. These writers are such boys.

I'm off to annoy my best friend, I tell about my (our) Sherlock problem next week. 

Odd Reading Habits a.k.a I'm off patrolling the Streets of Chorley with a book in hand

Me, My Best Friend & of Course Brain Cox -Pict added 23.2.12

This was actually wrote on the 5th February, but as I will be visiting my Best Friend, Rose in England; to keep to the Saturday Update schedule, I've had to write it before. While England is not some far off land lacking connection to the outside world; her Internet is not that great and I would also like to spend as much time as possible with her whilst dress as Batwomen. She having, I mean had a Fancy dress party for 16th last night. Cult TV was the theme and the costumes were all wonderful *Nods straight faced*. I've decided I will keep wearing my Batman gear all day. Seriously, I'm taking my Batman pyjamas , my hoodie and Batgirl top. My purse/bag is Batman as well.  Yeah, kinda obsessed.
When this hits the wide web, I'll probably be slapping or trying to scar Rose using my nails. Its how I show affection. *smirks*

So back to the point of the blog:
  My reading habits which some might describe as odd or unusual are the following:

•  When I get I bored with the story of book or just a little bit restless I read out the words to keep focus. Thats not the odd part. I also sometimes sing it out or purposely read out the words in the wrong tone e.g. a random innocent part as though they were out of breath and sweaty *Suggestively waggles eyebrows* or sad/serious/action packed parts in overly happy high-pitched voice, so on. My family can probably hear me doing this, but they must just take it as me making more nonsensical noise. Like I've said before I'm Dyslexic and reading out the words does help me in someway. The odd way I do is just to amuse myself.
• I am somewhat restless at time and will randomly stand up, move about the room and then sit back down when I was. Often, forgetting if I've stood up for a reason. So I move about the room while reading, usually I read lying on my bed or move to my desk when I start to cramp. Though, I can ended up lying on the cold floor of my room, on the stairs with the steps sticking in my back. In all bizarre positions on the bed, even once tried reading with head hanging off the bed. 
• Most Dangerous of all I try to read while walking about. Pacing about my room while my dog follows my every move or all over the house and in the large Garden/farm land. I go for walks while reading all over the place. I even jump on my trampoline while trying to read. When I'm really engrossed in a book, I walk around school with my nose in between the pages between classes. The most stupidness part of this is, that even at the best of times I am as clumsy as hell: I walked into walls; lose my footing on steps; fall over furniture thats been in the same position for years and I am always coved in unexplained bruise as I'm so use to hurting myself that I don't really noticed anymore. I am actually quite good at recovery, I haven't actually hit the ground in over a year and that was because of the ice.