i don’t often post selfies online but uh……

If you do follow my tumblr you’d know that I’ve been doing the 30 days of doctor who tumblr challenge and for the past 27 days I’ve been loyally posting my responses to the daily challenges. Anyway, today’s was to come up with a Doctor Who cosplay based on stuff you’ve got in your wardrobe and I’m not a cosplayer but I’m really proud of what I’ve managed piece together from what I’ve found in my wardrobe anyway.

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So, these outfits haven’t been on Doctor Who yet but Jenna’s been spotted wearing them while filming Series 8 so I’m pretty sure you’ll see those outfits soon.
(kind of gutted that I no longer have Clara-length hair because my mom made me cut my hair last week.)

kitties in space.

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(and in case you need the context…)
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(and in case you need additional context for our conversation…)
we were talking about school and the need to escape from the horror that looks strangely like the stack of schoolwork on my desk and our grades. and school, basically.

i found these poems in my literature revision things and so…matt smith’s face just ended up on there.



“Oh, you like to think you’re a god. You’re not a god, you’re just a parasite, eaten out with jealousy and envy and longing for the lives of other. You feed on them, on the memory of love and loss and birth and death and joy and sorrow! So… So… Come on, then. Take mine. Take my memories. But I hope you’ve got a big appetite because I’ve lived a long life and I’ve seen a few things. I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn. I have seen things you wouldn’t believe. I have lost things you will never understand. And I know things, secrets that must never be told and knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze…”
- The Eleventh Doctor



Doctor Who series 8


**spoiler alert**
I know BBC has issued a statement regarding the script leaks and has requested that fans not read the scripts, but me being…me – well, I do like the comfort of KNOWING, and let’s just say I flipped to the end of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows to read the ending first before I read the rest of the book (and I actually do that for many other books because it gives me something to work towards); and I watched series 7 of Doctor Who before I watched the rest of the show…backwards (I might possibly be a little chronologically challenged) - I had a look at the leaked scripts. In my defense, I might not be able to watch Doctor Who right after it airs with everyone else because I’d be stuck studying for my exams (the first episode of series 8 airs a week before my exams and they’re really important exams so I’ll have to study for that) so I guess reading the scripts will satisfy my intense craving to know what happens with the new Doctor. 

Anyway, what I’m trying to get at is that if you don’t appreciate spoilers, please avert your eyes right now. For those who don’t mind spoilers - only if you REALLY don’t mind spoiling it for yourself (because you might read something later on and be like, damn I shouldn’t have read that) – then continue reading on.  Continue reading

this month’s starting to get really good

I’d usually like to write my posts in chronological order but I don’t think i can hold this in until the end of the post so…THE CAST OF GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY ARE COMING TO SINGAPORE JUST LIKE I HOPED THEY WOULD. EXCEPT ONLY DAVE BAUTISTA AND ZOE SALDANA ARE COMING OVER ALONG WITH DIRECTOR JAMES GUNN which means that Karen Gillan and Lee Pace – whom I’ve hoped to meet – won’t be coming over. Still, a part of me wishes that they’ll bring Kazza over but she’s filming right now so I doubt that’ll be possible. 

Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, we’ll talk about the wonderful the little outing I had with my friends today. I haven’t hung out with those friends in ages and it was really nice just getting to see them again. The funny thing was, I was supposed to meet my best friend this morning to watch Begin Again but she overslept, and the other best friend who was supposed to join us in the afternoon to go shopping with us decided that she wanted to watch the movie this morning so she ended up watching the movie with me. 

With regards to Begin Again, the review (more like a cutesy fluffy romantic indie movie and Keira Knightley appreciation thing) is at the bottom of this post. 

Following the movie, the best friend who overslept decided to meet up with us so we could go shopping, and while we waited for her we raided the bookstore looking for Neil Gaiman’s new book, “The Truth Is a Cave in the Black Mountains” because we’re both huge Neil Gaiman fans and….it’s practically a liability that we buy his new books whenever they’re released. (He’s a spectacular writer and the book’s amazing – I’ve just finished reading it – so you should buy it. Oh, and there are gorgeous illustrations by Eddie Campbell as well.) before the late best friend arrived and we had lunch.

Lunch was ramen at one of my favourite ramen places (it doesn’t sell the best ramen, but it’s convenient) as well as a conversation about history and literature…well, mainly literature. And the exams, and school…..oh, and Oxbridge. I don’t know how we started discussing Oxbridge but we did – and we figured that the teachers we knew that went there are really weird (they brought us to Paris last year.) 

At this point I’d like to interject with this sudden epiphany that popped into my head while I was describing Fortunately the Milk to my best friend – the one who bought the Neil Gaiman books with me, not the one who was late….even though the best friend who was late also happens to be a rather huge fan of Neil Gaiman.
Basically, Fortunately the Milk’s the perfect Doctor Who story. Dinosaurs on a spaceship? Sure, there’s a talking dinosaur who happens to be a professor, who owns a “Really Good Moves Around in Time Machine”. So, there’s a time machine too. Oh, and pirates. And a civilisation that believes in some sort of prophecy which involves the sacrifice of people….sort of. And milk, which is kind of like Fish Fingers and Custard. And there’s this time travel/paradox-y thing that resolves everything a la every huge Moffat plotline. I don’t know, but all these stuff starts to sound really like some of the episodes of Doctor Who that I’ve watched from series 5 to 7 mashed into one, save the bit about unicorns in Fortunately the Milk. We haven’t seen unicorns in Doctor Who……yet. Get on it, Moffat. I’d like to see killer unicorns in Doctor Who. 

Anyway, back to my relatively-normal-as-compared-to-what-i’ve-just-described and not-so-weird life (dang, I was supposed to make today sound exciting because it was, but nothing can really compare to crazy adventures through space and time), we went shopping around Orchard afterwards, and I did find some really nice clothes but since I was strapped of cash, I could only put all those clothes in the ‘list of things to show my mom and get her to buy for me’. On the other hand, I did manage to get two new pairs of dotted socks from Topshop and they’re really cute (my mom always loses my socks – either in a pair or…just one sock) so hurray for new feet-warming fluff to wear to school when school starts next week. Oh, and I got new lipstick things from Sephora for free since it’s my birthday month; and since my best friend bought the Urban Decay Naked 2 palette from Sephora on my card, I’ll be able to get my 20% off discount on my next purchase and the timing’s great because I’ve been meaning to buy Alexa Chung’s Eyeko eyeliner and mascara for a while but the eyeliner wasn’t in stock today (it’ll be next week) so when I get the eyeliner and mascara next week I’ll get a discount on it too. Oh, not to mention that I got free ice cream today – it was my best friend’s treat for me for my birthday. uwu 

And then, in the evening, the late best friend had to leave to meet her grandparents for dinner while another friend popped by to join us for dinner at Everything With Fries, where I had (possibly) the best burgers I’ve ever had. So, basically today was just great even though I’m really tired from all the walking we’ve done. Amazing movie and food with equally amazing friends and rather exciting coincidences…it’s actually a really great way to start my birthday month. 

So, here’s the Begin Again review that I promised earlier. 

I also did promise that it’ll be a massive Keira Knightley appreciation post.

Being a Keira Knightley fan since I was about 9 after watching her in Pirates of the Caribbean (I watched her in Bend it like Beckham afterwards…and then Love Actually and Pride and Prejudice…and at 12 I watched Atonement, which wasn’t really supposed to be what kids that age should be watching but I still did anyway) I am naturally going to be a little – or very – biased in this review. Not to mention that I’m actually a really huge fan of the director of the movie as well since he directed one of the most perfect indie rom-coms (in my opinion) I’ve ever watched, Once.(Check it out if you haven’t, and if you’re a Doctor Who fan reading this, Arthur Darvill aka Rory Williams was in a musical adaptation of the movie and there are videos of him performing Falling Slowly – which won tons of awards that I shan’t bother listing……like the Grammys and the Oscars – on YouTube.) 

Like Once, Begin Again centres itself around a couple who falls in love (albeit less explicitly expressed in this movie as compared to Once) under certain circumstances through music. It’s a feel-good movie of sorts because the characters are so likeable that you just want to see them succeed somehow, even the arsehole rock star boyfriend played by Adam Levine doesn’t seem too bad either…and every character does somehow get what they deserve eventually as the movie comes to a closure. It does sound like a rather unimpressive, simplistic rom-com but told in the context of the music industry which is seldom explored the way it is in the movie (or at least, seldom explored in commercial movies) and through the music of the movie, it just somehow makes it feel rather magical. Not to mention that the movie’s so beautifully shot that you can practically feel yourself immersing in the wonders of New York City (my favourite city in the world even though I’ve never been there) which – I suppose – is partially the point of the music Gretta and Dan were recording in the movie. The movie makes you laugh and giggle but it also makes you cry – not in the way tfios made everyone in the cinema cry, but it tugs on your heartstrings enough to make you feel touched enough to shed a feel tears and then it embraces you like knitted sweaters on a rainy day to make you feel all warm and fluffy inside…while making a point about the current state of the music industry. 

Keira Knightley, who plays Gretta the rock star (ex) girlfriend in the movie (sort of like Alexa Chung to Alex Turner I guess - oh my what if Gretta was actually inspired by Alexa) is perfect in her role and not only because she’s sort of a real life rock star girlfriend/wife (being married to the Klaxons’s frontman James Righton) but because Keira – being her slightly awkward but rather quietly intellectual self – is practically like her character, Gretta, in the movie – who happens to be really talented yet unappreciated until, of course, someone else comes along. 

Mark Ruffalo and Hailee Steinfeld were amazing in their roles as well, giving their characters flaws that make them slightly (painfully) relatable but also really likeable at the same time, but the actor who really surprised me was James Corden. He was spectacular in his role, injecting comic relief at just the right amounts at just the right times (he somehow seems to play this sort of characters really well – again, addressing the Doctor Who fans, you might recognise him as Craig Owens from the episodes The Lodger and Closing Time on Doctor Who).

In all, the cast was simply splendid and the plot was great – the film, with a bigger budget now seems all shinier and new in comparison to Once which might have kinda led the movie to lose some of its rustic quality - and to be honest, I’d say Once is the better movie but if you’ve enjoyed director/writer John Carney’s previous film, I’m pretty sure you’d enjoy this one just as much. 

post exams and serendipity

My second exams of the year have finally ended – just one more school exam to go before it’s the A Levels, I’m really not sure if I’m even prepared for the A Levels yet but since my exams have just ended I should probably take some time off and not freak out about academics….well, not until I get my results back. Honestly, the papers this time round weren’t too difficult and were actually pretty direct but I guess poor time management screwed things up a little…yeah, a liiiittle. I’m just kidding it probably screwed up everything big time. But I suppose I’m feeling rather alright about the exams because: 
1. I’ve been so accustomed to screwing up my exams that I guess I’ve become a little numb to it. Besides, I feel that I didn’t screw up as badly this time as the other times. 
2. I probably feel that I didn’t screw up this badly as the other times because Math was actually rather easy – or at least, the statistics part which was more than half the paper was (since statistics happens to be my pet topic…and the only topic that I can handle in Math.) Not to mention that there was only one calculus question in the paper and I’m really bad at Calculus. 
Also probably because in my head I knew I could do all the essay questions for the other subjects and I just didn’t have time to write my essays out in full. Which is quite a comfort since time-management can probably be trained. 

Anyway, exam stuff aside, let’s talk about what happened yesterday. 
My literature paper yesterday was in the afternoon, so when I woke up at 10 in the morning I found out that my tumblr practically blew up with notifications because the doctor who official tumblr (doctorwho.tumblr.com) reblogged a post of mine and now it’s got over a thousand notes on it, which is rather impressive since…y’know it wasn’t much. It wasn’t meant to go viral or anything – it was just one of my posts for the 30 days of doctor who thing going on on tumblr. Anyway, that was really cool, and then we found out that the BBCOne twitter’s been taken over my Moriarty (of sorts) for a BBC announcement, which got me really excited for the rest of the day – it’s to announce that they’re filming a special next January (possibly the 2015 Christmas special that Martin Freeman briefly mentioned in an interview.) And then they’ll start filming Series 4 throughout next year (so I suppose we’ll get series 4 in 2016.) You know what the best thing is? If I do end up studying in the UK (as I’ve been wanting to for ages), I wouldn’t have to bother with streaming the show and stuff cause I’ll be able to watch it on tv (and the prospect of that is rather exciting.) 

So, I took my literature paper in the afternoon and it barely felt like an exam at all because the teachers were all so casual (and also since it’s the final exam day they couldn’t be bothered with properly enforcing the exam decorum.) After the paper ended and the scripts were collected, the teachers realised that one of the scripts from part a was missing and they spent half an hour checking and rechecking and counting and recounting the scripts – while everyone just sat in our seats and sighed and discussed how it was the second time the literature teachers have miscounted the scripts. (This really isn’t helping in trying to break the stereotype that humanities/arts kids can’t do math.) Anyway, while I initially planned to just head home to sleep, the friend said that she was going to get ice cream with another friend and asked me and our other friend along so we ended up at Salted Caramel, getting our post-exams-eat-our-hearts-out ice cream fix. Afterwards, (goodness knows why, really) one of the friends suggested that we should go watch a movie and since TFiOS was the only movie showing at a suitable time that we’re =vaguely= interested in, we ended up watching that….but only after taking a bus ride that we thought would take us to the mall directly but instead took us around the estate. 
We thought we wouldn’t make it for the movie on time but we somehow did, after the rather long bus ride on which we just talked about secondary school and our teachers and the class field trips we had (since three quarters of us were from the same secondary school.) Um, and TFiOS was surprisingly good even though the first bit was extremely cheesy (so we all willed ourselves to not cry at the end – and we failed) with Augustus staring at Hazel almost like how Edward Cullen stared at Bella in Twilight (and I am not a fan of Twilight. At all.) The point is, yesterday was filled with all these unexpected happenstances which made me really happy – especially since in the last one month or so in which I (sort of) grounded myself to study, I’ve placed myself under a rather rigid schedule so to be able take things as they go and let myself be swept into things that I haven’t expected is…well…rather exhilarating. 

And today, I suppose I’ll ground myself again so that I’ll be able to draw (since I haven’t been drawing in ages) and also practice my piano (the piano exam’s in two weeks!!! /flails arms/) and tomorrow I’ll be hanging out with the best friends whom I haven’t hung out with for quite a bit. Well, I haven’t hung out with one of them for ages – the other one….we watched Maleficent together over the holidays. Hopefully tomorrow will be as filled with joyous surprises as yesterday.