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Anonymous said: You called for The Doctor, I hear. Well that's me! Yesiree. What would you say is your problem? Not feeling brilliant? Oi, you're brilliant! All the brilliant people in the world are either dead or alive right now - and are you dead or alive? Alive! Oh, then you're absolutely brilliant! I'm in a bit of a pickle right now. Weeping Angels wreaking havoc at Hogwarts. Gotta go, but don't ever think so low of yourself again. You're worth everything life has to offer, remember that. Geronimo!
Thanks, I really needed that. You’re amazing. Thank you.
Something that irks me? When people make fun of my little obsession with the show Doctor Who.
They make fun of me, calling me a geek, and no one really takes me seriously because of it.
I wonder if people ever realize that it’s those little obsessions that keep people from breaking down, well, at least for some. In my case at least.
Just last week, I was feeling incredibly depressed and having suicidal thoughts when I told myself “No, shut up, what cheers you up? Oh Doctor Who! Let’s watch some of the Doctor being a total boss in the universe.” And while watching it, I forgot about all my problems in those 40-something minutes it played. It was all about the Doctor’s world, and none of mine. And then afterwards I’m just left behind with warm feeling in me, and I actually get cheered up. It’s the only show that manages that.
So, I guess my point is, don’t make fun of that kid in your class with their “geeky” obsession. It might be their way of coping with things.
It covered the entire year.
And I only studied for one night.
And my score?
A MOTHER FUCKING FIVE.
Teacher said no one could pass this class if they didn’t read the book.