Soooo I haven't been commenting on WildRide because I couldn't find whatever post you guys are on...
But never fear, CyberKeeper Amme Nietsreg is still alive. AND SO IS MR RIDLEY PEARSON!
I signed up for his newsletter aaaaaaaand...
He's having a contest for the title of Kingdom Keepers 6!!!
I will give you the link. Click right here!
Click! You know you want to!
Yes, I'm looking at you Cotom and BTVinyl!
Be creative!
AH!!!!!!!!!! You could be the creator of the title of the next Kingdom Keepers book AND be noted for it IN THE BOOK!
You guys seriously don't get how big this is for me... I was born to name things. It's what I was meant to do. I am good with working my words and titles come naturally.
For those of you who don't know what the Kingdom Keepers are, educate yourself.
They are teens who run around the Disney Parks at night as holograms and defeat the evil villains.
Okay, so my synopsis isn't the best but it gives you a general idea.
But seriously, it is the best series I have ever read except probably Harry Potter.
I can't really sum up its awesomeness here, I have to go to bed now because I am gonna pass out. *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
Just remember:
The Kingdom Keepers by Ridley Pearson.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
This... Is... Serious. THE DOCTOR IS REALLY REAL.
Alright, I know I promised a post that wasn't about Doctor Who...... But I have to do this so bear with me.
My history teacher assigned a project. A class timeline; each student gets a different topic. He assigned me the Gold Rush of 1848, starting at Sutter's Mill near Sacramento, California. We used our history books. In my section was this picture. (I found this one on Google Images, but it's the same one)
There is also a close up of the second man from the right. I noticed that he looks particularly similar to the 9th Doctor, played by Christopher Eccleston in 2005...
Now, I know the picture is blurry. I took it with my old phone, but my new one takes great pictures. Tomorrow I will bring my history book home and take a better picture. Either tomorrow or over the weekend, I promise I'll post it!
And now for a comparison:
So we can all agree that I'm not crazy?
The Doctor is real?
I mean, come on. I FOUND HIM IN A REAL HISTORY BOOK.
My history teacher assigned a project. A class timeline; each student gets a different topic. He assigned me the Gold Rush of 1848, starting at Sutter's Mill near Sacramento, California. We used our history books. In my section was this picture. (I found this one on Google Images, but it's the same one)
And now for a comparison:
The Doctor is real?
I mean, come on. I FOUND HIM IN A REAL HISTORY BOOK.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
GloZell Green is...
I know she's really doing the cinnamon challenge, but it looks like she's regenerating!
But seriously guys...
I'm sorry to all of my non Whovians, you've been very tolerant of my nerdiness recently. I just haven't known what to post.
SO comment with what you think my next post should be about and IT SHALL BE SO!
PS: Make sure you check her out on youtube!!!
Saturday, May 26, 2012
The Doctor Dances?
Sooooo fellow internet trolls........ Today we threw my mom a surprise party for her milestone birthday!
It all went swimmingly, in the time it took her to watch my brother's baseball game we set up the entire back yard and got 50 people over. She had no idea, and it was hysterical. Earlier this morning, she was grumbling about how my dad had a day off and didn't get anything done. I almost peed myself laughing, because on his day off we were driving back and forth across town getting things like tiki torches.
I turned Pandora on, I was dancing like a flower child in my maxidress. Oh, one her friend's daughter told me I looked like Taylor Swift!
I had a sudden urge to do the drunken giraffe dance. Observe.
I did that for the end of the song that was playing. Then the next song that came on was "Crazy Little Thing Called Love".
That's the song that the Doctor dances to in the video up above.
Coincidence?
"Never ignore a coincidence. Unless you're busy."
~ The Doctor in 'The Pandorica Opens'
It all went swimmingly, in the time it took her to watch my brother's baseball game we set up the entire back yard and got 50 people over. She had no idea, and it was hysterical. Earlier this morning, she was grumbling about how my dad had a day off and didn't get anything done. I almost peed myself laughing, because on his day off we were driving back and forth across town getting things like tiki torches.
I turned Pandora on, I was dancing like a flower child in my maxidress. Oh, one her friend's daughter told me I looked like Taylor Swift!
I had a sudden urge to do the drunken giraffe dance. Observe.
That's the song that the Doctor dances to in the video up above.
Coincidence?
"Never ignore a coincidence. Unless you're busy."
~ The Doctor in 'The Pandorica Opens'
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Torchwood Fanfics...
I am a writer and an insomniac. These two things go together quite well, seeing as I get most of my best ideas at obscenely late hours.
For example, a list of names.
I was trying to come up with a character's full name. I had Parker for a first name.
Luckily, I'm weird and have a notebook full of names (to be fair, it was originally because my cousin had a book of baby names and I liked a lot of them). Sooooo I chose a column of girls names and pointed to a random one for a middle name, then did the same with a list of cool last names that I just made.
So now my character is named Parker Alessandra Alban. She isn't just a random OC that I came up with for this example, she is the main character in my Doctor Who Fanfic Let There Be Light. But her father works for American Torchwood, so obviously the two will cross at some point.
I fully intend to do a series of stories about Parker and her father plus their Torchwood team as soon as I finish Let There Be Light and my Kingdom Keepers fanfic Mischief Night, which unfortunately had to be put on a temporary hiatus due to being busy.
I already have some ideas culminating.... The first fanfic will be called "Parts of a Machine", and will introduce each member of the team and how they got involved with Torchwood. It'll be very similar to the episode "Fragments", S:02EP:12.
The second will be called "Rifters", and explain how their rift is different from the one in Cardiff and some crazy stuff will happen.
So I'm blogging because I'm too lazy to get out of bed and write it down...........
For example, a list of names.
I was trying to come up with a character's full name. I had Parker for a first name.
Luckily, I'm weird and have a notebook full of names (to be fair, it was originally because my cousin had a book of baby names and I liked a lot of them). Sooooo I chose a column of girls names and pointed to a random one for a middle name, then did the same with a list of cool last names that I just made.
So now my character is named Parker Alessandra Alban. She isn't just a random OC that I came up with for this example, she is the main character in my Doctor Who Fanfic Let There Be Light. But her father works for American Torchwood, so obviously the two will cross at some point.
I fully intend to do a series of stories about Parker and her father plus their Torchwood team as soon as I finish Let There Be Light and my Kingdom Keepers fanfic Mischief Night, which unfortunately had to be put on a temporary hiatus due to being busy.
I already have some ideas culminating.... The first fanfic will be called "Parts of a Machine", and will introduce each member of the team and how they got involved with Torchwood. It'll be very similar to the episode "Fragments", S:02EP:12.
The second will be called "Rifters", and explain how their rift is different from the one in Cardiff and some crazy stuff will happen.
So I'm blogging because I'm too lazy to get out of bed and write it down...........
Monday, May 21, 2012
w00t I win!
Soooooo I just got home from town hall. I was at an awards ceremony for a writing contest I entered awhile ago, my Language Arts teacher entered an essay I wrote in the beginning of the year. The contest was for fiction pieces and mine was not fiction..... but I won first place so anyone who has a problem with that can SUCK IT.
I am just so excited!!!
I figured I had won an honorable mention or something, because they receive about 3,000 entries for each contest. That means that your writing probably doesn't suck if you get an honorable mention. And I got first place for my age group!
WHAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Just for shits and giggles, ima compare the ceremony to a pageant. Ya'll are familiar with the show Toddlers and Tiaras, right? Gotta love TLC.
In a pageant, you don't want to be called up first. If you win first place in your division, that means nothing.
You wanna pull a Miss Ultimate Grand Supreme. Yes, that is the official title.
So you try your hardest and hope to be called last.
The ceremony: I get there, find my name tag, and find my seat in the second row with fellow derp Phlobes over at http://thegirlwiththebigblueblog.blogspot.com/. We both entered. We were sitting there, laughing at how precious all the first graders in front of us were. They called up all the honorable mentions. Phlobes got one! She thought she was overdressed, but she was the only one from our grade so she looked awesome by herself.
I'm pretty sure we're all gonna be in the newspaper tomorrow.
I didn't get called. I just kinda sat blankly, and it didn't sink in till Phlobes said, "Gurl. That means you got first place!" And we did an epic high five.
LAAAAA!
I am just so happy! I got a $5 Barnes and Noble giftcard, a notebook with butterflies on it, and a pen.
Plus a framed certificate and a trophy WITH A GENIE LAMP ON IT.
Yeah.
Plus, there's another essay contest at the end of the month so I will definitely be entering that!
Wha! My teacher told me that in all her years of teaching (a loooong time), she's never had a student who has such a way with words. I love her so much, she's the best LA teacher I've had so far.
My next essay has to be 300 words or less. As in, LESS THAN A PAGE.
Most people would give a sigh of relief and say, "Whew! I don't have to write a lot!"
Where as I, upon reading the guidelines, thought "Nooooooo! That's so restrictive!"
I am an extremely verbose (read: wordy) writer. We recently wrote memoirs. The average length for most classes was 2-3 pages. Mine was 8.
I think I'm going to write about how reading helps you escape into another world for an hour. How you can travel the world, have a fight to the death, fall in love, or learn magic without leaving your chair.
Sound good?
I think so.
I am just so excited!!!
I figured I had won an honorable mention or something, because they receive about 3,000 entries for each contest. That means that your writing probably doesn't suck if you get an honorable mention. And I got first place for my age group!
WHAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Just for shits and giggles, ima compare the ceremony to a pageant. Ya'll are familiar with the show Toddlers and Tiaras, right? Gotta love TLC.
In a pageant, you don't want to be called up first. If you win first place in your division, that means nothing.
You wanna pull a Miss Ultimate Grand Supreme. Yes, that is the official title.
So you try your hardest and hope to be called last.
The ceremony: I get there, find my name tag, and find my seat in the second row with fellow derp Phlobes over at http://thegirlwiththebigblueblog.blogspot.com/. We both entered. We were sitting there, laughing at how precious all the first graders in front of us were. They called up all the honorable mentions. Phlobes got one! She thought she was overdressed, but she was the only one from our grade so she looked awesome by herself.
I'm pretty sure we're all gonna be in the newspaper tomorrow.
I didn't get called. I just kinda sat blankly, and it didn't sink in till Phlobes said, "Gurl. That means you got first place!" And we did an epic high five.
LAAAAA!
I am just so happy! I got a $5 Barnes and Noble giftcard, a notebook with butterflies on it, and a pen.
Plus a framed certificate and a trophy WITH A GENIE LAMP ON IT.
Yeah.
Plus, there's another essay contest at the end of the month so I will definitely be entering that!
Wha! My teacher told me that in all her years of teaching (a loooong time), she's never had a student who has such a way with words. I love her so much, she's the best LA teacher I've had so far.
My next essay has to be 300 words or less. As in, LESS THAN A PAGE.
Most people would give a sigh of relief and say, "Whew! I don't have to write a lot!"
Where as I, upon reading the guidelines, thought "Nooooooo! That's so restrictive!"
I am an extremely verbose (read: wordy) writer. We recently wrote memoirs. The average length for most classes was 2-3 pages. Mine was 8.
I think I'm going to write about how reading helps you escape into another world for an hour. How you can travel the world, have a fight to the death, fall in love, or learn magic without leaving your chair.
Sound good?
I think so.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Just Listen.
I have been geeking a lot recently. There has literally not been a single second of the day when my mind has not been occupied by thoughts of Doctor Who; from my teacher being the Doctor to what will happen to the Ponds and RIVER RIVER RIVER.
It's borderline psychosis. When I get into obsessive periods like this, it's bad. Sometimes I feel this deep need to do something and if I don't do it I get dizzy and nauseous and I start shaking. It's not even always something I have to do, I just need Doctor Who. It's an intense craving I cannot ignore. I just have to see or hear or read something. I feel like I'll cry if I don't, and I can't figure out why.
My theory is that my house is full of Silences. Through post hypnotic suggestion, these creepy little bastards have whipped my mind into a frenzied state of paranoia. This week, I've been feeling followed. I swear to Gallifrey, there has been someone following me when I take walks to just think upon what's been happening. I hear something and turn around, and nobody is there. At home, I keep forgetting why I ran madly into this room or why I am just so out of breath. I've also noticed that I always someone wind up holding a weapon (lightsaber/Nerf gun/sword/really cool wooden old west type gun I found in the woods one day). This all fits with my theory that I am Melody Pond/River Song, but we can talk about it later. My Best Friends Are Freaks knows aaaaaaallll about that. I'm just so completely obsessed, I think it's a problem.
In the reality that I refuse to believe has nothing to do with aliens, this is probably all in my head so don't worry for my physical safety, the most I'm in danger of is walking into something. As for my mental safety........ Shut up.
So here is what I've been putting on repeat for the past hour. Probably the most beautiful song I have ever heard, and it's about River so that makes it okay.
It's borderline psychosis. When I get into obsessive periods like this, it's bad. Sometimes I feel this deep need to do something and if I don't do it I get dizzy and nauseous and I start shaking. It's not even always something I have to do, I just need Doctor Who. It's an intense craving I cannot ignore. I just have to see or hear or read something. I feel like I'll cry if I don't, and I can't figure out why.
My theory is that my house is full of Silences. Through post hypnotic suggestion, these creepy little bastards have whipped my mind into a frenzied state of paranoia. This week, I've been feeling followed. I swear to Gallifrey, there has been someone following me when I take walks to just think upon what's been happening. I hear something and turn around, and nobody is there. At home, I keep forgetting why I ran madly into this room or why I am just so out of breath. I've also noticed that I always someone wind up holding a weapon (lightsaber/Nerf gun/sword/really cool wooden old west type gun I found in the woods one day). This all fits with my theory that I am Melody Pond/River Song, but we can talk about it later. My Best Friends Are Freaks knows aaaaaaallll about that. I'm just so completely obsessed, I think it's a problem.
In the reality that I refuse to believe has nothing to do with aliens, this is probably all in my head so don't worry for my physical safety, the most I'm in danger of is walking into something. As for my mental safety........ Shut up.
So here is what I've been putting on repeat for the past hour. Probably the most beautiful song I have ever heard, and it's about River so that makes it okay.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
I'm Not Dead!
I'm not dead! I was only absent from school for three days with a virus.
So the virus going around right now is fever, sore throat around the vocal chords, headache, and stomachache. My little brother was home with it last week and I was the lucky one who got it next!
The thing that was different about my illness is that my sore throat wasn't in that area. My doctor said it might be strep. But good news! I don't need to get swabbed for strep because I'm already on antibiotics. Because I woke up at 4:15 a.m. yesterday with a raging double ear infection.
Your ears are supposed to be full of air, not fluid.
This is seriously screwing with my balance, I am dizzy as hell.
In other news, youtube!
I have a youtube channel. Yeah.
Here's a link: http://www.youtube.com/user/egirl998
Yup.
So the virus going around right now is fever, sore throat around the vocal chords, headache, and stomachache. My little brother was home with it last week and I was the lucky one who got it next!
The thing that was different about my illness is that my sore throat wasn't in that area. My doctor said it might be strep. But good news! I don't need to get swabbed for strep because I'm already on antibiotics. Because I woke up at 4:15 a.m. yesterday with a raging double ear infection.
Your ears are supposed to be full of air, not fluid.
This is seriously screwing with my balance, I am dizzy as hell.
In other news, youtube!
I have a youtube channel. Yeah.
Here's a link: http://www.youtube.com/user/egirl998
Yup.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Happy Birthday Mom.....
My dear mother's birthday was on May 1st. Most people remember that date as MayDay, but I never have.
The way I remember it is Maypril Fool's Day.
Shut up.
For her birthday, she got possibly strep and pink eye.
JUST KIDDING. It was more like irritated, irate red eye. Her eye was swollen shut and her tears came out thick, brown, and yellow.
Her entire cornea was bright red.
It's still kinda orange now, but it's better.....
We're planning a surprise party for her, but I gotta say that is a pretty shitty way to spend a birthday.
So......
I LOVE YOU MOMMY!
The way I remember it is Maypril Fool's Day.
Shut up.
For her birthday, she got possibly strep and pink eye.
JUST KIDDING. It was more like irritated, irate red eye. Her eye was swollen shut and her tears came out thick, brown, and yellow.
Her entire cornea was bright red.
It's still kinda orange now, but it's better.....
We're planning a surprise party for her, but I gotta say that is a pretty shitty way to spend a birthday.
So......
I LOVE YOU MOMMY!
HA!
I'M NOT CRAZY!
THIS PROVES EVERYTHING.
My teacher is the Doctor. I see Captain Jack Harkness on a regular basis.
The number 11 is still following me, but there's gotta be a reason....
But HA. HA HA. HA, thecrackintimeandspaceisreal.......
So that's also kinda scary........
Sorry if my nerdy posts as of late have been weirding all my non-nerds out.
Here's the link to an article, and then a picture. The crack is real!!!
It's not fake. It's not 'shopped.' It is real.
It's a picture from NASA's Spitzer Space Telescope.
To all those who questioned my sanity **coughcoughBRITTANYcoughcough**
YOU CAN ALL GO GET ERASED FROM EXISTENCE BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE ME.
But not really because then I wouldn't have anyone to read my blog..........
Oh, and when I was watching Torchwood earlier I realized that Gwen's boyfriend's last name is Williams. And he has died once, in a manner of speaking (murdered in an alternate timeline, abandoned by them closing the Rift once again).
Is Rhys related to Rory?
There should be a fanfiction crossover where they team up and their main goal is to shoot anyone who Tweets #YOLO because they have both L-ed more than O.
THIS PROVES EVERYTHING.
My teacher is the Doctor. I see Captain Jack Harkness on a regular basis.
The number 11 is still following me, but there's gotta be a reason....
But HA. HA HA. HA, thecrackintimeandspaceisreal.......
So that's also kinda scary........
Sorry if my nerdy posts as of late have been weirding all my non-nerds out.
Here's the link to an article, and then a picture. The crack is real!!!
It's a picture from NASA's Spitzer Space Telescope.
To all those who questioned my sanity **coughcoughBRITTANYcoughcough**
YOU CAN ALL GO GET ERASED FROM EXISTENCE BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE ME.
But not really because then I wouldn't have anyone to read my blog..........
Oh, and when I was watching Torchwood earlier I realized that Gwen's boyfriend's last name is Williams. And he has died once, in a manner of speaking (murdered in an alternate timeline, abandoned by them closing the Rift once again).
Is Rhys related to Rory?
There should be a fanfiction crossover where they team up and their main goal is to shoot anyone who Tweets #YOLO because they have both L-ed more than O.
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