Happy New Year; Top Nine of 2009
Thankyou to everyone who commented on my totally emo last post of 2009, and OMGHUGE thankyous to the Anonymous amazing person who sent me the v-gift pressie with the bow. I got a bit misty eyed, no joke ♥
AND AND AND.
Happy New Year, my lovely bbs. ♥
And now... my Top Nine Amazing People/Events/Etc of 2009. Because it was a sexy and eventful year.
1. Chris Heyerdahl
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Erm. Erm. I love him. He DEFINES 2009 as The Year Of Pornographic Amazingness.
Handsome, funny, charming, interesting, witty, 'flirtatiously intelligent', kind, lovely, beautiful, genius, amazing, AMAZING.
Or, as Amanda Tapping describes him... "HMMMMMMMMMMM." ♥
"Between playing with MYSELF or Playing with AMANDA? Hmmm..."
2. Helen/John
THE OTP. THE OTP. THE OTP. OF. ALL. TIME.
If even Amanda 'She Who Executively Produces Our LIFE' Tapping &&& Chris 'Hottest Man On The Planet' Heyerdahl ship it... then it can't be wrong.
"I wasn’t asking you out on a date, if that’s what you’re thinking, hmm?
Perhaps I just... oh, wanted to know where we stood."
3. Misha 'HBIC' Collins
It's probably Official that Misha has taken over the world, right?
Call off the next General Election, it is totally unrequired.
Let Obama know he did a vaguely ok job filling in until now but it's time to step down.
Cancel the United Nations.
"I'd end hunger and disease, save the Whales, build a glass palace for my mom on the Moon, and have Cherry Coke & Fudgicles all day long!!"
4. Hillary Diane Rodham Clinton
OH THE HEARTBREAK. THE BLOODY GODDAMNED HEARTBREAK OF IT ALL.
She may not have won, but she's still the Hottest Bitch In Charge on the whole frakking Planet. Fullstop.
"You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise."
{Maya Angelou, in tribute to Hillary.}
5. The End of Battlestar
The end of an era. An epic life-changing game-changing era. The end of TV Girlfriend Starbuck.
The end of TRUE EPICNESS on our tellybox.
No words.
"So Say We All."
6. Guy Burgess, Cambridge Spy, Dissertatory Topic Extraordinaire
Guy Guy Guy. I may not have received the best MA Dissertation mark I could have hoped for thanks to him, but I really did write an original and investigative and slightly too sympathetic account of his actions and motivations.
I SALUTE YOU, DEARLY DECEASED AND DISSOLUTE DEFECTOR.
"Burgess... was energetic, a great talker, a boaster who swam like an otter and drank ‘like some Rabelaisian bottle-swiper whose thirst was unquenchable’... He often spent weekends in bed, surrounded by his favourite books - Middlemarch by George Eliot, Dickens’ Martin Chuzzlewit, the Life of Lord Salisbury... The floor was always littered with books and remnants of newspapers. When he decided to escape from the world for the weekend he stocked up with provisions, bottles of red wine and a large saucepan filled with a disgusting gruel of porridge, kippers, bacon, garlic and onion and any other vaguely edible substance that he could find."
7. He's The Half-Blood Prince
SNAPE, SNAPE, SEVERUS SNAPE.
"Dear Diary,
Today I put on my raincoat and travelled to Knockturn Alley. I purchased a pair of fancy mice. When I brought them home one of them devoured the other then died of loneliness. I felt envy.
Today that Potter boy showed me his middle finger. When I attempted to punsih him with Detention, he shoved me me into a wall screaming 'Bother! Bother!' over and over. Later he and his orange friend repeated the violent act until I lost consciousness.
Tonight I prayed for the first time in twenty years. I prayed for the end.
I lost a button on my cloak today. Minerva pointed it out infront of the entire faculty. Oh, cruel attention.
Button Oh Button, oh where hath thou fled?
Did thee tarry too long amongst fabric and thread?
Did ye role off my bosom and cease to exist?
How I wish I could follow thee into the mist."
{Potter Puppet Pals: Snape's Diary}
8. The Master Returns/The Doctor Departs
The long-awaited return of the Simm!Master also heralds the departure and regeneration of beloved Ten(nant). SIGH.
"It was perfect. Well, perfect to look at, maybe. And it was, it was beautiful. They used to call it the Shining World of the Seven Systems. And on the continent of Wild Endeavour, in the mountains of Solace and Solitude, there stood the Citadel of the Time Lords. The oldest and most mighty race in the universe. Looking down on the galaxies below, sworn never to interfere, only to watch.
Children of Gallifrey were taken from their families at the age of eight to enter the Academy. Some say that's where it all began, when he was a child. That's when the Master saw eternity. As a novice, he was taken for initiation. He stood in front of the Untempered Schism. It's a gap in the fabric of reality through which could be seen the whole of the vortex. We stand there, eight years old, staring at the raw power of time and space, just a child. Some would be inspired.
Some would run away. And some would go mad."
9. The End of MA, The Beginning of the Rest of My Life?
King's College London ended. MA ended.
Unless I do a PhD at some point (or another Masters), that is me and Higher Education done.
I FEEL SAD. And I miss it. And now I need to get a job and a life and all that other unfortunate unpleasantry.
New Year's Resolution? To Get A Job.
Clarissa Hemmingsen, BA(hons), MA, Unwilling Pseudo-Adult.
AND AND AND.
Happy New Year, my lovely bbs. ♥
And now... my Top Nine Amazing People/Events/Etc of 2009. Because it was a sexy and eventful year.
1. Chris Heyerdahl
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Erm. Erm. I love him. He DEFINES 2009 as The Year Of Pornographic Amazingness.
Handsome, funny, charming, interesting, witty, 'flirtatiously intelligent', kind, lovely, beautiful, genius, amazing, AMAZING.
Or, as Amanda Tapping describes him... "HMMMMMMMMMMM." ♥
"Between playing with MYSELF or Playing with AMANDA? Hmmm..."
2. Helen/John
THE OTP. THE OTP. THE OTP. OF. ALL. TIME.
If even Amanda 'She Who Executively Produces Our LIFE' Tapping &&& Chris 'Hottest Man On The Planet' Heyerdahl ship it... then it can't be wrong.
"I wasn’t asking you out on a date, if that’s what you’re thinking, hmm?
Perhaps I just... oh, wanted to know where we stood."
3. Misha 'HBIC' Collins
It's probably Official that Misha has taken over the world, right?
Call off the next General Election, it is totally unrequired.
Let Obama know he did a vaguely ok job filling in until now but it's time to step down.
Cancel the United Nations.
"I'd end hunger and disease, save the Whales, build a glass palace for my mom on the Moon, and have Cherry Coke & Fudgicles all day long!!"
4. Hillary Diane Rodham Clinton
OH THE HEARTBREAK. THE BLOODY GODDAMNED HEARTBREAK OF IT ALL.
She may not have won, but she's still the Hottest Bitch In Charge on the whole frakking Planet. Fullstop.
"You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise."
{Maya Angelou, in tribute to Hillary.}
5. The End of Battlestar
The end of an era. An epic life-changing game-changing era. The end of TV Girlfriend Starbuck.
The end of TRUE EPICNESS on our tellybox.
No words.
"So Say We All."
6. Guy Burgess, Cambridge Spy, Dissertatory Topic Extraordinaire
Guy Guy Guy. I may not have received the best MA Dissertation mark I could have hoped for thanks to him, but I really did write an original and investigative and slightly too sympathetic account of his actions and motivations.
I SALUTE YOU, DEARLY DECEASED AND DISSOLUTE DEFECTOR.
"Burgess... was energetic, a great talker, a boaster who swam like an otter and drank ‘like some Rabelaisian bottle-swiper whose thirst was unquenchable’... He often spent weekends in bed, surrounded by his favourite books - Middlemarch by George Eliot, Dickens’ Martin Chuzzlewit, the Life of Lord Salisbury... The floor was always littered with books and remnants of newspapers. When he decided to escape from the world for the weekend he stocked up with provisions, bottles of red wine and a large saucepan filled with a disgusting gruel of porridge, kippers, bacon, garlic and onion and any other vaguely edible substance that he could find."
7. He's The Half-Blood Prince
SNAPE, SNAPE, SEVERUS SNAPE.
"Dear Diary,
Today I put on my raincoat and travelled to Knockturn Alley. I purchased a pair of fancy mice. When I brought them home one of them devoured the other then died of loneliness. I felt envy.
Today that Potter boy showed me his middle finger. When I attempted to punsih him with Detention, he shoved me me into a wall screaming 'Bother! Bother!' over and over. Later he and his orange friend repeated the violent act until I lost consciousness.
Tonight I prayed for the first time in twenty years. I prayed for the end.
I lost a button on my cloak today. Minerva pointed it out infront of the entire faculty. Oh, cruel attention.
Button Oh Button, oh where hath thou fled?
Did thee tarry too long amongst fabric and thread?
Did ye role off my bosom and cease to exist?
How I wish I could follow thee into the mist."
{Potter Puppet Pals: Snape's Diary}
8. The Master Returns/The Doctor Departs
The long-awaited return of the Simm!Master also heralds the departure and regeneration of beloved Ten(nant). SIGH.
"It was perfect. Well, perfect to look at, maybe. And it was, it was beautiful. They used to call it the Shining World of the Seven Systems. And on the continent of Wild Endeavour, in the mountains of Solace and Solitude, there stood the Citadel of the Time Lords. The oldest and most mighty race in the universe. Looking down on the galaxies below, sworn never to interfere, only to watch.
Children of Gallifrey were taken from their families at the age of eight to enter the Academy. Some say that's where it all began, when he was a child. That's when the Master saw eternity. As a novice, he was taken for initiation. He stood in front of the Untempered Schism. It's a gap in the fabric of reality through which could be seen the whole of the vortex. We stand there, eight years old, staring at the raw power of time and space, just a child. Some would be inspired.
Some would run away. And some would go mad."
9. The End of MA, The Beginning of the Rest of My Life?
King's College London ended. MA ended.
Unless I do a PhD at some point (or another Masters), that is me and Higher Education done.
I FEEL SAD. And I miss it. And now I need to get a job and a life and all that other unfortunate unpleasantry.
New Year's Resolution? To Get A Job.
Clarissa Hemmingsen, BA(hons), MA, Unwilling Pseudo-Adult.