Wouldn't Ya Know?

Here I am, blogging. Again. With my third blog because I still can't figure out how to delete my first two blogs. Stupid Google. Anyway, so I went back to my last blog post, written in August, and the very first thing it said was, "What do I know about that I can blog about?" Of course, that little 13 year old me had no idea what she was really going to know about by this time. My other blog was about boys, fashion and drama. This one is about the girl I have become.

Yes, the curse falls upon most of us. Only those very lucky few with infinite willpower escape the black hole we call becoming a fangirl. I certainly didn't escape, nor did I really want to. The first episode of Doctor Who I watched was Doomsday, and even though I had absolutely no idea what was going on, I still cried like the Doctor when the Master died (oops, Spoilers) Speaking of which, there will be spoilers, so if you really dislike those, this isn't the blog for you, so... go away.

And don't even get me started on Sherlock. I put it off for as long as I could; I really did not need another obsession, especially a TV show written by Steven Moffat. I mean, was I suicidal? (No, but Sherlock was ;) ) No. Okay. That was not okay. I'm sorry, I'm a terrible person. Feel free to trap me in a mirror or something. Now I've seen all 3 seasons (yes, all three. No, season 3 is not on Netflix) and I'm more obsessed than I was with Doctor Who. Knowing you have to wait til 2016 til the next season tends to do that to you.

Anyway, I have to go waste my energy on a research paper, so au revoir, but look forward to some funny pics, links to amazing videos, and super-secret-special-sparkly-spoilers.

Love you all!

Geronimo,

Sara

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