Well, this sucks. I’ve just discovered I’m allergic to something, but I don’t know what. I find I get really hot and I get the butterfly effect on my cheeks. It also happen ‘cos I’ve got sensitive skin (I even had an allergic reaction to a bloody Vitamin E cream, of all things). But obviously something I’ve eaten has sent me like this. I don’t think it’s chocolate, but it could be (NO!!!!!!!). Could also be something in my dinner, potatoes, strawberries. Oh, I don’t know. But it sucks and it’s actually been going on for a while. I’ll get hot and my cheeks will go red. I’ll go “Is it just me or is it hot in here?” and the answer will be along the lines of “Err…it’s just you”.

 Secondly, Doctor Who! Ah, I hear you say, it’s not a good post without mention of Doctor Who. Well, don’t worry, here it comes. Even though I’ve already seen it, I just watched Voyage of the Damned with Dad. There are only two other Australians (I’m referring to the fact that Ms Minogue was in this episode, obviously) that I can think of who have been in Doctor Who. One played Tegan (who lived in Brisbane, I believe. Her name was Janet Fielding). The other was in the Christmas Invasion as the guy translating for Harriet Jones to whom the Doctor said “Don’t you think she looks tired?” (Adam Garcia. He was in Coyote Ugly and Bootmen, for movie buffs). Hopefully, soon I’ll get to watch Silence in the LIbrary w/PD.

I want to see Narnia already! Probably, I’ll go see Prince Caspian (the Narnia movie, obviously)and Get Smart this week. If I do, I’ll tell you lot what I think WITHOUT spoilers (‘cos you know I’m good like that, no Who spoilers or anything ). I know no one appreciates spoilers so I try not to spoil anything.

 Mum is cackling away while reading Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum series (either they have Plum in the title or a number). That’s the thing about this series. You know when someone’s reading a Stephanie Plum novel because it’s the same laugh from every person. A sort of cackle.

Okay, that’s enough for today. You’ve already had a post from me. It’s just I thought of some extra stuff (and, unlike the last post I think, something associated with our favourite Timelord). Nighty-night.

Okay, this bit is philosophical, so beware. I came up with this a few years back and it’s something I believe.

Life is like a train station. Many trains come and go. Some are similar, but there are differences each time. It might take you to different destinations or it might take you to a destination at a later time. But you’ve got to choose preety quickly which trains to get on, because that train will happily leave without you. But you’ve got to get on a train before the station closes or before it gets too late.

Sorry, I just felt like putting that up. I put tonnes of totally random stuff on this blog, so that might as well get a gurnsey.

Okay. Music stuff now. This might sound bad, but I love Westlife’s latest song. I can’t remember the name, but I’d get the single. Another song I love is Closer by Neyo. I’ve been trying to find the single, but I don’t think it’s out yet. It’s such a sexy song. Never thought I’d use that phrase on this blog, but there you go.

I’m now worried about the kind of people who visit my site. It’s not that I don’t want visitors, I do, but you know how it shows you the search terms that people use that people use to get to your site? It might be David Tennant or Barrowman or Dylan Moran. There have been several terms which have come up in my blog (a lot Doctor Who related, but also a lot none Doctor Who related, like people, or specific posts of mine or even “thegirlinred”). Well, one person searched for this: Gay Dentist in Uniform. I’m not kidding. Someone got onto my blog after using the search term “Gay Dentist in Uniform”. Why they were searching this beats me, but you get that.

I watched the Island last night. It was actually really good. I thikn people gave it bad reviews because it rang too close to home and it made them feel guilty.

It’s cold. WAH. Don’t like it. It makes me want to eat more. I feel like pasta or roast potatoes or something. Damn, this is making me feel hungry. I’m going to go and eat now. It’s not like I have anything else to say anyway.

Hello! Sorry I haven’t been on in a while. I was busy and also everyone else was on the computer so that I couldn’t get on.

Firstly, I wish I could get a job. I do. I want a casual job so that I can save up. I mean, seriously, there’s a lot I’d like to save up for and I can’t find a bleeding job so that I can.

Secondly, I just did work experience. It’s office work and I loved it. I heard some of the best stories (and some of the worst as well) in the world. I was also informed that out of all the work experience people they’ve had (and there’s been quite a few) that I was the only one who went every single day. That shocked me. I mean, seriously! That’s something so basic! You DO work experience to get a good reference. They were also surprised at how quickly I got all the work done and kept having to find me jobs to do.

Thirdly, I went to the dentist yesterday. I hated it. I hated the scraping of that hook thing. I hated having the woman suck my mouth dry within an inch of its life (making me salivate more- joyous). I hated the way I had two hands and several impliments in my mouth. I hate the fact that now because of the sucker, I have several ulcers. Thank God I didn’t get the salt spray which often leaves me covered in salt. Then, it turns out, instead of the usual fluoride mouth wash, there was a sponge thing that was covered in foam (as in it was the texture of hair mousse) which I had to bite on to. Yeah, as you can probably tell, going to the dentist stresses me out. Actually, I’m surprised that I didn’t do any damage to the chair because I was really sinking my nails in (even if they are short). I suppose it could’ve been worse, though; it could’ve been like the Armstrong and Miller show.

Doctor Who time! Now, I’ve been watching the clips at blogtor who (blogtorwho.blogspot.com; however, it has spoilers, so beware) and I’ve got to say, Stolen Earth looks superb. I’m REALLY looking forward to it. The preview clip w/certain people (for those who don’t want spoilers) hearing something through a transmission (for those who don’t want spoilers).

Now some rambling. I like little white dogs. I do. You see them trot along and they’re always happy. There’s one my Dad and I have nicknamed “the Smiley dog” because it will walk and then if it turns its head to the side, it automatically looks like it’s smiling.

Another thing. I love the way that if you don’t look at two people having a conversation, they will assume you’re not listening and will say the most incredible things. Sometimes, you want to laugh out loud, but you can’t because then they’ll work out you’re eavesdropping. Someone I know went to the shops once and there were three guys talking (obviously mates), two congratulating the other on scoring himself a girlfriend who had big boobs. The conversation then apparently continued on along these lines:

‘Yeah, but apparently the bigger they are, the more they hurt.’

‘What? Nah, that can’t be true.’

‘No, seriously, I said “Come over here for a sec”, pulled her forward by the boobs and she whacked me and said that it hurt.”

“(Genuinely surprised) Wow, really?’

This was when they saw my friend falling over laughing, and walked away huffily. I swear, some people are just stupid. For more examples, go to http://www.overheardinnewyork.com .

Now, here’s a different and random story. A while back, I went to a place where it had what is known as a vertical slide. Close to 7m tall. First, you sit on a block hanging on to the bar, then when they say, you lower yourself down and look at then ground and then when the person says, you let go and have a slide. First time, I couldn’t do it. I sat on the block and cried because I was scared. Then, when someone else was scared to do it, I said I would do it if they did it (they did). I sat on the block, then I lowered myself down. I looked at the bar because my hands were sweaty. I slipped and because I wasn’t looking down, I bumped my head really hard. After much testing to see if I had concussion (what’s your name, where do you live, what did you have for dinner). I’m not good with heights, but I do stuff anyway. But this had me temporarily traumatised. It took me ages to work out how I bumped my head (I was looking at the bar, not down, I eventually realised). When I was still traumatised on the bus, the teachers all said ‘Well, I bet you enjoyed that’ and seemed surprised when I said no. *sighs*

Anyway, this post is giant, so I will leave you now.

Firstly, the Athletics Carnival a little while back left me feeling sore. I didn’t realise that high jump was pre-carnival (oops), but I did a relay instead. Surprisingly, I didn’t come last. That is a credit to how the gym has helped me.

Recently, we did a whole year level activity and it left me touched. It was an affirmation sort of activity. You couldn’t do one of your closest friends. I couldn’t believe it when people chose me. It meant so much.

Okay, now, I’ve discovered a brilliant website if you’re the kind of person who likes spoilerish pics from Doctor Who. The site is http://blogtorwho.blogspot.com/. It is awesome. Fans- get excited.

I just bought KT Tunstall’s album Eye to the Telescope. It’s brilliant. Completely and utterly brilliant. I love all the songs, but I love Black Horse and the Cherry Tree as well as Suddenly I See. But, like I said, I love all the songs. There’s only one person I’d put above her and that is dear Natasha Bedingfield.

It’s bloody freezing.  It really is. My hands are like icicles and I’m in some of my warmest clothes. Bah.

Okay, this is a rant. Recently, a girl beat up someone else and posted a video of it on Youtube. They both appeared on A Current Affair. The beater-upperer said “Oh, she hurt my feelings, so I had a right to fight back”. THe other girl was small, timid and had Leukemia. Plus, it was obvious that she hadn’t because this was one smug, pathetic little bitch. But wait! They both got suspended! Yes, the girl who was beaten up and humiliated got suspended for fighting. Firstly, I’d love to bash the BULLY’S HEAD IN and give her a right old kicking (yes, my inner pacifist coming out). Secondly, when will schools punish fairly? They should partially make such judgements based on character. Is a timid, terminally-ill kid likely to insult someone like that? Probably not. If someone’s telling a story with body language which doesn’t say something like “scared”, more like “I’m a stupid smug bitch who’s now having my ugly face plastered on TV by being a stupid cow”, should you belive them? Probably not. Is someone who isn’t guilty likely to post such a video on Youtube? NO. School administrations, wake up! Punish fairly! Don’t let people like this stupid cow get away with it and punish people like the other poor kid. But unfortunately, there are a lot of stupid pigs (I’m including guys in this, too) who beat people up and put the video on the internet. It’s pathetic. To anyone who does it, YOU’RE PATHETIC. There should be a petition that a) gets Youtube to get rid of any videos that show someone beating someone else up for real and report the users to the police and b) get the education system reviewed. This shouldn’t be allowed. It’s not a good thing when schools care more about how a kid wears their uniform rather than fair punishment and actually running a school the way it should be run.

Another thing: Corey Delaney/Worthington. How stupid can you be to post an invite to a party on the internet? Then, after being a complete idiot, he let his mates clean up while he posed looking like he can’t decide whether to look like Eminem or Paris Hilton. And we rewarded this idiot! We rewarded him by giving him interview (where he received cash and all kinds of goodies). SO. NOT. COOL.

Okay, I had to get that stuff out. It’s the kind of stuff that makes me sad for Gen Y. Unfortunately, all of the group gets the bad name because of these idiots. I promise next time, I’ll have something more lighthearted.

Okay, a few reasons to feel a little on the edge. Firstly, this morning, when Mum hopped in the car, she’d found that the driver’s seat had been readjusted when she was the last person to drive it, mirrors also adjusted. The mirrors can only be adjusted when the key is in the ignition. That’s not the half of it. Last night (I should also say that this is not the first time) that I dreamt that I was driving. I dream that I’m driving to the shops (different shops every time), stop, buy something and go back home or wherever we are without anyone cathcing me or noticing that the car was missing. So now, while there is no proof of this, there are suspicions as to whether I sleepwalk. Mum also suggested that there could always be a Poltergeist, which has happened in our house before. I really hope it’s the latter, because if it’s not, then I’ll be really worried as to what else I’ve been doing in my sleep.

Also, I go on the imdb boards. Most of the people there rock (however, I will not be sharing my username with anyone on here for the moment). But occasionally, you hear about celebrities who say they go on the imdb boards. I always get a teensy-weensy bit jumpy at first, ‘cos you wonder whether they’re a member and you start to look at all the other members in a new light. However, after about five minutes, you pretty much get over it, sort of like “Meh, it’s a free world”.

Now, I recently finished assessment. You’d think that’d make me feel relaxed, right?  WRONG. For some reason which I don’t understand, I felt even more stressed. Over nothing! Literally!

School transport skipped a few stops, so had to call my Mum to pick me up from somewhere else. Oh, and two people hooked up on the bus for money.

The most views I ever got (in regards to this blog) was twenty-three people. It only happened once… until yesterday. Yep, twenty-three people actually read my blog yesterday. Miraculous! From the looks of it, a lot of people searched particular terms (I find a lot of different stuff in there) and it lead them to my blog. It’s the idea that anyone actually reads my blog that astounds me the most.

Not much assessment left! Yay!!!! It is such a relief. I’m going out of stressy mode (which involves random outburts of frustration which might be projected towards something minor, say, A PROJECTION SCREEN WHICH WON’T GO UP!!!!)  slowly.

I feel like floating in a pool. I do. Or going on a swingset!!! Okay, I’m getting childish again, but I guess when it comes to swings, I will always act like a child.

Unfortunately, I’m due to go to the dentist again soon. You know how they send you reminder postcards? Yeah, well this one featured Garfield in a dentist’s uniform smiling and holding one of those little mirrors. It was one of the most ominous things I have ever seen. A smiling Garfield isn’t exactly something which should put you at ease. Don’t get me wrong, I love reading the Garfield comics. But that was still ominous.

Oooh, that reminds me of someone I met who was scared of Wallace and Gromit.  Yeah, apparently it was something about the way they were animated. God knows what would have happened if she had seen the movie. Personally, I liked the rabbits in that movie. They were so cute!

My God, an entire post where (until now, obviously), I have not mentioned anything even vaguely Doctor Who related. I’ll have to make up for it. Let’s see…well, I know there’s anticipation for the final three eps of Doctor Who. I have seen the trailer for Turn Left and, while I won’t mention anything to spoil anything, I am interested to see how they get out of this one. Oh, I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this one before: How’s everyone been finding Digital Spy’s clues and two red herrings? Good at guessing? Also, the censored Fear Forecast. I know I get some of them sometimes. But, in regards to one of the red herrings for Sontaran Strategem, I was really hoping that it would be in there. For all those who want to know which one, look up the things for Sontaran Strategem and think “Aqua”. I just think it would have been perfect.

Anyway, this post is absolutely massive, so I’ll leave you lot alone now.

I’ve got a couple of stories for you lot. Firstly, anyone who watches Doctor Who (or Torchwood) will know about John Barrowman. If you don’t, he’s a man who many women adore, but is gay and has been basically married to his partner for over 16 years. Anyway, a while back, I was talking to a fellow Who fan and I mentioned that I thought Tennant was cool and she said she thought that John was hot. I frowned. “But John Barrowman’s-” She interrupts me with “Don’t say it!” while covering her ears. I argue “But he talked about it in an interview in the TV Guide!”. This was when she explained to me that (okay, this is my explanation) that she knew he was gay, but she was in denial. If anyone else has experienced something like this, please tell me.

Okay, second story. Recently, we were doing orals at school. The bell went partway through them. Noise galore. At one stage, another teacher opened the door, but our teacher immediately (not caring who they were) waved him away and he promptly shut the door. One of the girls likes to exaggerate this, so makes it sound like our teacher drew out fangs, made an almost phlegm-y noise and that the other teacher sprinted off.

I just watched Top Gear. It showed Clarkson driving around the BBC office in this midget car. He admired someone’s bottom out loud (by accident), drove in the background of the news program- oh! I loved it. Only Clarkson could do something like that.

I’m also aware that everyone is going nuts over the fact that David Tennant (The Doctor) has a girlfriend (and that it’s someone else who he’s worked with). My view: basically, I feel sorry for the poor bloke. I focus on how good an actor he is and how nice he is in interviews or whatever. Apart from that, I wouldn’t care who or what he fornicates with.

That’s something. I loved the rumours going around that Richard Hammond (or, as he is more affectionately known as, Hamster) was going to be the next Doctor. I bet that one got all the women excited. Also, when everyone used to compare him to Tennant and talk about how they looked alike.

Right! So in this post, I’m going to mention a small list of things I find amusing which you might want to check out. The first has a back story. When I was younger, my Mum entered a competition for me. I won a prize pack of Toybox stuff. For all who don’t know, Toybox were a short-lived music group, and while have several songs (probalby on Youtube), they are best known for the song Tarzan and Jane. I got a copy of the single and a VCR just with the film clip. I didn’t get it when I was younger. I just watched it again. It is hilarious. The guy who’s meant to be Tarzan keeps giving a teeth-flashing smile and raises his eyebrows suggestively.

Secondly: Dylan Moran. Especially when he’s live. I got onto him when I watched his live show Monster on TV. I then watched Black Books. I then, without even seeing it, bought his live show Like, Totally (which makes me laugh, still). Really good at the eccentric Irish stuff. Thing is, he gets people.

Let’s see, um… Hot Fuzz! British humour at its best. Actually, in all honesty, I think Doctor Who is funny, but you know. Other TV, um… Spicks and Specks, Top Gear (insanity at its best), Thank God You’re Here (luckily I watch one where they can all improvise), the Armstrong and Miller Show (I wasn’t aware that there was also Armstrong and Miller, but cool). Ah, that’s all the stuff I can think of now. Oh, and Tripod, the musicians.

I finally went back to the Markets! Yay! I got Passionfruit butter (no sugar, but still good), a purple scarf and a pre-loved CD. It was funny, there was this LWD (Little White Dog) which was trotting along with its owner. But here’s the thing: it was wearing a little blue coat for dogs and a mini purple and pink scarf. Along with the trot, it was dressed to the nines!

Anywho, I can’t think of anything else to say, so bye-bye!

In regards to this blog, I find that I get more pingbacks than comments, in general. Which is weird, ‘cos I didn’t think this blog was particularly interesting. I mean, it’s more interesting than it originally was, sure, but interesting with out the “more…than”? I highly doubt that.

Now, the other night, I watched Spicks and Specks. It had Geoffrey Rush. Who, if he hadn’t proven it already, showed the nation what a bloody genius he was. That was good.

Now, I have a confession to make. I like plastic cheese. I’m not talking about the crap that comes from a can (ewwwwww), but the slices in those wrappers. Yeah, I like it. Normally, I’m not into that so-processed-it’s-unrecognisable sort of food, but I like the slices of plastic cheese. Is that a bad thing? I mean, to me, it tastes good. But I guess it puts a lot of people who aren’t kids off.

Oh, that reminds me of a story. One time, we went over to someone’s house (they had little kids). The little girl’s treat was this weird product where you put this cake mix and an egg in a mug and put it in the mircowave for 90 seconds and voila, you have this pink cake (‘cos she chose strawberry). I think it was called Magic Mug Cake. If that didn’t make things worse, I witnessed this: the little girl, eating it with the spoon, took some. When she did, the cake shrank like a sponge… and then came back up again. Seriously! It looked almost like she was eating some weird sponge. It was absolutely disturbing the way the thing reinflated.

Okay, enough talk of fake food now. I suspect some of you are either just as disturbed as I am or feeling nauseous.