022--Confessions
Sometimes, I want to break a vase over Mickey's head, because he's so thick. Might be a bit mean to say it while he's not here, but he really is, y'know. And what's up with him and Jake, anyway? Sometimes I wonder why they're always sneaking off like that--
I wonder what Pete thinks. I can't call him Dad, 'cause he's not, even though he tries. He's....Pete. And having him 'round is weird, and sometimes I just pretend like I'm all right with it for Mum's sake.
And then there's Mum. ....Dunno what to say 'bout Mum. And I really wish she wouldn't read Little Red Riding Hood to my baby sister every night, 'cause all of that Big Bad Wolf stuff.....
Love her dearly, but.....well, she's a bit mad sometimes, yeah?
I must have a thing for being 'round people who are completely mad (wonder what that says 'bout me....), 'cause, well, the Doctor. He's completely mad, but I still love him.
....huh. I love the Doctor.
And why can't I stop confessing things? I mean, you all don't need to know that I have nightmares about Daleks chasing me and shouting "exterminate" at the top of their...er, do they have lungs? Well, whatever they have, they're using it to shout "exterminate" at me, because of the two times I was involved with the, um, extermination of their entire exterminating race.
Which makes you think, doesn't it? Exterminate the exterminators. Makes me wonder if Mum ever stopped being scatterbrained and called the exterminators to get the rats out of the west wing. 'cause really, when you're looking for a book and you find a family of rats instead....it's not the best experience ever.
'least I didn't scream like a little girl, like Mickey. Bloody Mickey......
Really, though? Why can't I stop?
((Right, so, Rose broke curfew, and has to confess EVERYTHING ever. Deep dark secrets and all that. :O And she can't stop. HAHAHA--))
I wonder what Pete thinks. I can't call him Dad, 'cause he's not, even though he tries. He's....Pete. And having him 'round is weird, and sometimes I just pretend like I'm all right with it for Mum's sake.
And then there's Mum. ....Dunno what to say 'bout Mum. And I really wish she wouldn't read Little Red Riding Hood to my baby sister every night, 'cause all of that Big Bad Wolf stuff.....
Love her dearly, but.....well, she's a bit mad sometimes, yeah?
I must have a thing for being 'round people who are completely mad (wonder what that says 'bout me....), 'cause, well, the Doctor. He's completely mad, but I still love him.
....huh. I love the Doctor.
And why can't I stop confessing things? I mean, you all don't need to know that I have nightmares about Daleks chasing me and shouting "exterminate" at the top of their...er, do they have lungs? Well, whatever they have, they're using it to shout "exterminate" at me, because of the two times I was involved with the, um, extermination of their entire exterminating race.
Which makes you think, doesn't it? Exterminate the exterminators. Makes me wonder if Mum ever stopped being scatterbrained and called the exterminators to get the rats out of the west wing. 'cause really, when you're looking for a book and you find a family of rats instead....it's not the best experience ever.
'least I didn't scream like a little girl, like Mickey. Bloody Mickey......
Really, though? Why can't I stop?
((Right, so, Rose broke curfew, and has to confess EVERYTHING ever. Deep dark secrets and all that. :O And she can't stop. HAHAHA--))