Warning: Blog ahead.

Too be honest, I had a inspirational message for this blog, but I forgot it because, well, I have the memory capability of a Plankton... I remember what it was about but I can't remember what I was gonna put in it. And I had it all worked out. And you know why? Because at night, the creative part of my brain goes in warp-drive and I think of everything and anything. But if I don't write it down or something, in the morning it has completely gone. So there you go.

So in typical nerd tradition, I am going to write about the Doctor Who Finale. What an amazing ending. Some people are probably complaining on how it didn't make sense. But the way I see it, it doesn't have to. It's a TV series with a Blue, Time Travelling Police Box, with a mad man wearing a Harris Tweed jacket and an equally mad Ginger Girl from Inverness. And compared to Lost, Doctor Who is as easy as 1,2,3... And it did actually kinda make sense. To me anyway. And it showed the fact that "What is lost is never forgotten". And I liked that. I also liked how you didn't know what was gonna happen and all the plot twists and what not, very goood. I'm currently looking up tea flasks cause I really want a good one... I told Dad that if I get good results I want: Some TV series on DVD, A small TV for the games room (I'd pay for half) or a good Tea Flask....

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