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You know, today would be the perfect day to get picked up by the Doctor.
I mean, seriously. I have SO much stuff I should be doing right now. I should be reading the two contrasting versions of "The Yellow Dog" for class today, I should be revising two different papers, frantically trying to master new verbs and vocabulary, defining 75 terms for Comparative Religions, writing my essay, filling out applications, writing prompts, responding to tags, really the list goes on and on and on of stuff I should be doing, or should have been doing, but haven't been and are not. I've hit rock bottom, I've gotten to the point where I just can't seem to finish anything, let alone do anything important. Nothing's getting done, I'm behind on everything I do, and you know what, I still have rehearsal till five tonight.
So really, if the Doctor ever did decide to come to New England, and happened to land in my tiny, insignificant town (probably over in that little alleyway we have over by the river) which was, of course, being overrun with Sontarans or Daleks or something, and I just happened to be around avoiding work to help him, and he just happened to ask me to come with him, today, I would so say yes. In a heartbeat.
It would be a bit like Martha, actually. I wouldn't exactly want an escape exactly, not really. All I want is a break. Just a season's worth of adventures so that I can then go back to this mess I'm in stronger, more mature, and a bit more clever than I am now. I wouldn't want to run away from it all, because unless you're the Doctor, that never works, I'd just want a break. Just a bit of time to sort my life out a bit, so that I could come back and fix it properly.
So if you're the Doctor (and I mean really the Doctor, not an RP Doctor or anything) and by some bizarre miracle of the BBC you do happen to be real, please consider the addition of an angsty-needs-to-figure-her-life-out-and-just-freaking-finish-something girl to the TARDIS? I'd be really good! I wouldn't touch anything, I like to run, I always wear sneakers, oh! And I'm blond! Really, I'm perfect!
Dear God or whoever happens to be listening, please just let me do a few things right today. Please.
I mean, seriously. I have SO much stuff I should be doing right now. I should be reading the two contrasting versions of "The Yellow Dog" for class today, I should be revising two different papers, frantically trying to master new verbs and vocabulary, defining 75 terms for Comparative Religions, writing my essay, filling out applications, writing prompts, responding to tags, really the list goes on and on and on of stuff I should be doing, or should have been doing, but haven't been and are not. I've hit rock bottom, I've gotten to the point where I just can't seem to finish anything, let alone do anything important. Nothing's getting done, I'm behind on everything I do, and you know what, I still have rehearsal till five tonight.
So really, if the Doctor ever did decide to come to New England, and happened to land in my tiny, insignificant town (probably over in that little alleyway we have over by the river) which was, of course, being overrun with Sontarans or Daleks or something, and I just happened to be around avoiding work to help him, and he just happened to ask me to come with him, today, I would so say yes. In a heartbeat.
It would be a bit like Martha, actually. I wouldn't exactly want an escape exactly, not really. All I want is a break. Just a season's worth of adventures so that I can then go back to this mess I'm in stronger, more mature, and a bit more clever than I am now. I wouldn't want to run away from it all, because unless you're the Doctor, that never works, I'd just want a break. Just a bit of time to sort my life out a bit, so that I could come back and fix it properly.
So if you're the Doctor (and I mean really the Doctor, not an RP Doctor or anything) and by some bizarre miracle of the BBC you do happen to be real, please consider the addition of an angsty-needs-to-figure-her-life-out-and-just-freaking-finish-something girl to the TARDIS? I'd be really good! I wouldn't touch anything, I like to run, I always wear sneakers, oh! And I'm blond! Really, I'm perfect!
Dear God or whoever happens to be listening, please just let me do a few things right today. Please.