My roommate and I have a serious problem. We love dressing up the life-sized K-9 and Dalek (whom we've named Mycroft) that we put outside our dorm room door last October. It was originally for the Halloween Door Decorating Contest; however, it's stayed up because we didn't have the heart to take it down. We've dressed them up for Christmas and Valentine's Day, and now we've done the same for St. Patrick's Day.
We bought this GIANT thing of construction paper at Target waaaay back in October, and we STILL haven't used it all up! (Although we are running low on red, because, I mean, DID YOU SEE THE SIX-FOOT-TALL DALEK WE MADE?!) So we used a lot of green and yellow this time around, because both K-9 and Mycroft got a hat and a chain, along with some shamrocks. In fact, the only thing NOT made of construction paper is the leprechaun on K-9's tail!
And then I figured out a way to make a rainbow to put above our TARDIS door. It's a bit off-center, I think, and a bit squarish, but it still gets the job done. You can tell it's a rainbow, and it really goes with the St. Patrick's Day (and Ireland) theme that we've got going on. We might could've done another beam, but we have time to figure that out if we need another foot of rainbow on each side of the door.
If I'm being perfectly honest, I never thought about dressing up K-9 and Mycroft throughout the year. I didn't think that this whole thing would get so huge. We hadn't planned on putting a K-9 or a Dalek up; they just kinda happened. And we never planned on putting them life-sized, but we found the blueprints, and it just kinda...happened.
But I'm glad it's happened. We've had a lot of fun. We've spent hours upon hours crouched on the tile floor in our dorm room, measuring and drawing and cutting and taping. (Yep, everything's TO-SCALE, with proper measurements and everything. They might look a little funky, but that's because they're a 2D representation of something that's usually shown in 3D.) Everything's done by hand. Construction paper. Scotch tape. Some painter's tape. A pair of scissors. It's taken probably twenty or more hours to put all this stuff together, and we're hoping to keep K-9 and the Dalek and put them up next year (because we're rooming together again!).
I hope I was able to put a little smile on your face today :) We've put a lot of work into our dorm room, and I love having these pictures out there. The ONLY thing that's not hand-measured and designed? The little leprechaun on K-9's tail (close-up to the left).
Have a great day, y'all!
Has it really been almost two weeks since I last posted something? I'm so sorry, guys. Life's been slamming me lately, and I really didn't feel like finding something to write about. Because I'm pretty sure that my life has been rather boring lately.
However, there is one thing that I've been doing that I'm REALLY quite proud of! WE DECORATED OUR DORM DOOR FOR THE HALLOWEEN CONTEST.
And get this even crazier thing -- WE WON.
WE WON "BEST DOOR" IN THE DORM.
Sorry for all the caps; I'll stop now.
You see, our dorm had this "Decorate Your Door" contest, with prizes for "Best Door," "Cutest Door," and "Scariest Door." My room mate and I decided to go ALL -OUT and create a Doctor Who themed paradise.
To the right, you can see the Imperial Dalek that we made. It's not the right colors, but it works. And the best thing? It's to scale!
His name is Dalek Mycroft.
This is me standing next to the Imperial Dalek! I'm leaning a bit, but you can still see that the Dalek is WAY taller than I am. I'm five-foot-five-and-a-quarter-inches tall. This Dalek's probably pushing six feet.
The amount of math that we put into this thing was mind-numbing. We probably spent six or seven hours on this Dalek alone! Everything on it is to scale.
We found blueprints online and followed them down to the exact measurement sizes. (We also discovered that my Captain America cup is exactly nine centimeters in diameter - the width of the Dalek's ball-things.)
We also made a to-scale K-9 as well! It's not quite as good as the Dalek, because we had a bit vaguer blueprints to work off of.
Still, I think we did really good with what we had.
K-9 is to the left of the door.
Here, you can see K-9 and how close he is to the door. He looks really neat!
And, of course, the door itself. It's not exactly "to scale," per se, but it is REALLY close. We based the design off of my TARDIS blanket that I bought back in... July or August, I can't remember now.
My room mate did the lettering, and I found the decals to print out (the "Free Public" sign and the hospital circle). I aslso figured out how to make a box out of paper, and tape a flashing light to the wall so that the TARDIS's light would actually light up!
You can see, going down the left side of the TARDIS, that we have Weeping Angels. I drew every one of them! I'll make a separate blog post for the Angels, so keep a lookout for them, all right?
What do you guys think of my door? We're going to leave it up the rest of the year!!
Recently, I became obsessed with drawing Weeping Angels. You know, those things from Doctor Who that will throw you so back into the past that you die before ever seeing the present again?
Yeah, those things.
I've been drawing them on my whiteboard for two weeks now (just one a week, you see; it's slowly turning around and getting closer, the closer we get to Halloween). Then I decided I wanted to put them down on paper so I'd have a permanent set of Angels (bad idea, I know).
The other day, though, I was bored in my Music 121 (it's either "Appreciation" or "Intro to Listening") and started drawing Angels on my pages. One pose per page. I'm hoping that my teacher's a Whovian, and that she'll flip out when she sees my gorgeous doodles.
Would you like to see them?
I actually have another full-page one that says "GOOD LUCK," but I've decided not to put it up because A) It's unfinished and B) it looks horrific. Sorry, guys, but them's the breaks.
It's even funnier because we turn in these notebook before the tests. I didn't doodle at all on my last turn-in, but this time I have Weeping Angels and a ton of Zelda doodles. (The note on her last one said I love your handwriting! Maybe this one will be STOP.)
You all are probably wondering why I haven't been posting a lot lately.
It's not because I've been busy. (I haven't been. I sit around all day on the internet or at work, bored out of my mind.)
It's not because I've found more productive things to do. (The one corner of my room is still messy as all get-out, and I haven't found "time" to clean it yet.)
It's not because I've figured out what I want to do with my life. (Wait - I have to decide?!)
No, there are two little explanations as to why I've been neglecting my blog:
Doctor Who & Animal Crossing.
I mean, I'm sorry, but I think I might be a bit obsessed.
I stay up until 3:00 or 4:00 a.m., watching Doctor Who every night. (I'm trying to finish the seasons before the Fiftieth Anniversary in November, you see.) I'm exhausted come the next morning, but it's worth it.
I'm absolutely in love with David Tennant - he's a brilliantly fantastic actor, and the world would be a much poorer place without him. (Plus, shipping Ten & Rose just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.)
Doctor Who lets me get away from the real world for a few hours. It chases away the dreams of Charlie so that I can actually sleep.
I'm waiting for a mad man in a blue box to come and rescue me from my sad little life. I've become obsessed. I am officially a Whovian. And I am not in the least bit sorry.
As for Animal Crossing, I spend more time running around on there than I do running around the real world. (Not that I do a lot of running, that is. I don't run. Ugh. Probably haven't actually run since last October, when I ran from the auditorium to my dorm room to catch up on the Vice Presidential Debate.)
I'm trying to make my town perfect. At the moment, it is perfect; I just have to have it perfect for fourteen more days so that I can get the Golden Watering Can. (Woo!) I'm Mayor Mira of Mysidia, you see, and I'm attempting to get my town in beautiful condition.
The current Public Works Project? Remodeling the Town Hall into a Zen Town Hall. It's going to be absolutely fantastic. Then I'm going to work on my room. (I'm looking for Rococo Furniture for my basement - if you have any, please contact me at once!)
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Anyways.
I'm spending all my time in my little fantasy worlds. I'm thinking about David Tennant and how much time I'm going to spend on Tortimer's Isle in Animal Crossing instead of sleeping. I'm getting maybe five hours of sleep a night, if that, and I'm terrified of thinking during the day. If I think, I'll start daydreaming about Charlie.
I've got something wrong with me.
And it's probably very serious.
I move into my dorm again on Saturday. I'm going to have a new room mate, one that doesn't know my past (and I'm never going to tell her about Charlie, not if I can help it). I don't want to have a complete nervous breakdown in front of her. They seem to happen in the shower, so I really need to keep myself together. I don't know if I'm going to be able to do it. It's going to be really, really difficult.
The fact that the world is moving on and I'm not is something that I just can't tolerate. It's been a week since my nineteenth birthday. It's been six days since Charlie called and talked to me for maybe three minutes. Probably more like two. He said he'd call back, but he hasn't.
My life is falling apart. I'm letting myself fall apart. And I don't know what to do.
So I'm sorry, everyone. I'm sorry I haven't been posting. I haven't felt like posting. I don't want to post misery and depression, but that's all that's been in my life lately. Maybe once I start back to college, I'll have different stories to tell: stories of the people that I saw on campus, or what I did with my life that week. (Although I doubt that.)
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
And it was one of the most miserable days I've ever experienced.
Okay, okay. So it wasn't all that bad, all things considered. (There was one thing that was/is completely my fault, because I allow myself to think and remember.)
My mom yelled at me to get up at 9:21. (I had my alarm set for 9:30.)
I took a shower, got dressed, and went downstairs for breakfast. The muffins looked a little weird, so I asked Mom what happened. She just snapped at me and said that she'd used the wrong bag and had had to add a second bag to the muffins. I didn't mean to make her snap.
I finished breakfast, dried my hair, did my makeup, and my sister and I set out for the Brookwood Mall.
We went to Earthbound first, and spent about forty minutes in there, just looking at everything. If you've never been to an Earthbound store, you're missing out. You need to find one and go to it immediately. (You're welcome.)
I bought two necklaces - one zodiac gemstone one (it's a tiger's eye, for Leo, my zodiac sign) and one white claw-looking one that's a gemstone, too.
Then we headed over to Hot Topic. I had a $5 off a $30 purchase coupon, so I was feeling good. I picked out a Loki shirt, two pairs of earrings, and a Catwoman keychain. I debated over a Doctor Who belt, several Doctor Who shirts, and a couple of Doctor Who buttons, but in the end, I stayed within my budget. (I still spent $39.) I couldn't use my coupon because, even though it's not in the fine print, you can't use it on the promotional "buy one, get one 50% off" items. WHICH IS EVERYTHING IN THE STORE. SO THAT BIRTHDAY COUPON WAS USELESS. UGH.
We then went to the food court and had Charley's Subs for lunch. (The sample guy caught us on the way to the bathroom, and we liked what we tried so much that we bought it.) I put my Weeping Angel earrings in my ears (I had my sister take a picture), and then I went and got my free Pretzel Bites from Pretzelmaker. They give out birthday coupons!
This is the shirt that I got from Hot Topic! It says "Mischief" in the lower-right corner, but you can't really see it in this picture (bad lighting).
My Weeping Angel earrings! Aren't they just awesome?
My TARDIS earrings! I'm seriously contemplating getting a second piercing so I can wear both the TARDIS and the Angels at the same time! How cool would that be?
My Catwoman keychain! It's so adorable!
The Tiger Eye necklace.
The other necklace!
What's left of our pretzel bites after we got into the car! (That's my sister taking the picture, y'all. I was driving! :3)
After that, we went to TreeTop. I wanted to play a game of Laser Tag and see my friend Thomas. He was working Laser Tag, but Tom sent him home early so he got to play with Sarah and me (along with Alan, my other friend).
We were gonna play Go Karts, but they got rained out :/ Unfortunate. (But hey - I have free GoKart rides whenever I want, so it's not that bad.)
Got home, took Sarah to band camp, and then I sat down and played Animal Crossing: New Leaf for a bit. (The birthday stuff on there is great!)
We had ravioli for supper (yummm) and then we had cake.
Mom and Dad fought over how Mom was lighting the candles, though, so that was upsetting... I'm not smiling quite as big in these pictures as I was in the ones last year.
And throughout the cake part, I was miserable, because I kept remembering last year, and how happy it was with Charlie by my side (as well as the amazing kiss he gave me under the meteor shower on the bridge outside afterwards).
Then Mom told me that, since I had asked for the cowgirl boots for my birthday, she would no longer be giving me the present that she had bought me "some months earlier," like she'd told me a few weeks ago. (She later took this statement back, and told me that she'd give me this present with my boots, if they arrive tomorrow.)
Dad didn't get me anything, although later he did go into his room and come out with a calligraphy set that he had taken from my great aunt's house when we cleaned it out a few months ago. (I guess that'll be fun?) Last year he gave me a necklace...and the charm's turned on it.
Mom & I went to pick up Sarah later, and Sarah was extremely late coming out, so Mom got ticked at her and they yelled all the way back.
Plus, my period started like five days early, so I've been PMS-y all week and especially bad today.
I guess the day itself's been all right. It's been intermittent showers and whatnot. I did see the end of a rainbow in our cul-de-sac; no pots of gold, unfortunately.
Now I've just got to stop thinking about Charlie, and about how last year was going at this time. (Let's just say that it was an amazing night, and I will never, ever forget it.)
Have a great day, y'all.
I'm probably not the greatest person to talk about this, considering that I haven't even watched Season Three of the Doctor Who reboot, but I think I want to weigh in on this.
If you haven't heard yet, the twelfth doctor was announced yesterday on BBC. (I was able to watch it live. I then spent nearly four hours watching recaps of the old doctors.)
Everything on the Doctor Who Facebook page was in absolute chaos. You had the people who were vehemently opposed to the choice, and then you had the people who wanted to see what he would do with the role.
I think he's going to be a sassy doctor. We always need more sass in BBC shows.
The people who were arguing against him hated his age, hated the way he had played on other shows, hated the fact that he'd already played a (very, very, very minor) character on Doctor Who, and just didn't like his looks. (Honestly, I think they hated him because they can't write softcore fanfiction about the Doctor and his companion, or the Doctor and them. Because then it'd be pedaphilia.)
The people who enjoyed this choice liked the fact that he was an older doctor (he's the same age as the First Doctor), they loved the acting choice (he's apparently been a great actor in other things), and they just loved him in general.
These two factions are at an all-out war.
I'd like to add in my own little rant about this.
Give the man a chance. You know nothing about how he's going to act as the Doctor. You don't know how he's going to be. It's a horrible thing to judge someone by their looks alone. So what if he's a little older? Some of the older doctors were some of the best. Just because he's older doesn't mean he's going to be terrible.
However, he's still not ginger.
