I am the sort of person who has so little upper body strength that when administration tells everyone to empty their lockers and she tries (really really stupidly) to carry ten textbooks at once, she falls over, really painfully, and grazes her cheek with the books. I'm not allowed to stand on chairs in school anymore because of that time I fell off. I once almost broke my fingers and actually sprained my wrist going through airport security and I was not carrying drugs the conveyor belt thing was going to quickly and it sort of sucked my hand into... They had to call paramedics and I ended up with a sling and a really massive bar of chocolate, as though I'd been attacked by Dementors instead of technology.

My favourite book is 1984, closesly followed by The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Atonement, The Fault in Our Stars, The Book Thief and Ender's Game. Also the Elegance of the Hedgehog is absolutely fantastic. I'm a Potterhead, since I was about two years old and my mum read me The Philosopher's Stone for the first time. I learned to read pretty early, but I don't particularly recall precisely when. I imagine I got impatient with people having to read the text that comes up in films and aggressively read a chess manual for two days. My favourite poet is undoubtedly Sylvia Plath.

I love to talk, write, read, drink tea and watch films. I have always wanted to work in television or as a writer, but ideally both! I get really really excited when I find new things that I like. As a result of my clumsiness I'm treated like a five year old by most people, which is fine with me, though my parents severely underestimate my tolerance for gore. And on that note, movies! I love them SO much, almost as much as my hoards of paperback friend. My favourite film is utterly impossible to pinpoint, but I love The King's Speech, Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy (which are not to be mistaken as four separate films. That would be very odd), The Remains of the Day, Bridge to Teribithia, Treasure Planet, A Series of Unfortunate Events, LoTR, The Dead Poet's Society, The Breakfast Club, The Shawshank Redemption, Good Will Hunting, Forrest Gump, The Silver Linings Playbook, Philadelphia, Lincoln.

Most people who know me think I'm as mad as a bag of cats. I probably am. I am overly concerned with fictional worlds and not really bothered enough with the one I live in, but don't we use fantasy to try and make sense of reality?

Next thing - ships! These are very important things. Soooo...

Whoufflé - Clara and the Doctor

Amy and Rory

The Doctor and River (don't ask me how I can have two conflicting OTPs let's just accept that paradoxes resolve themselves!)

Johnlock - Sherlock and John (unashamedly)

I don't ship actual poeple but if I did Smillan

I Do ship myself with the most fantabulous person in the world who may be found here. Our ship name is little-daisy-chain-killer.

Quotes! (fandomy-wandomy)

Don't make people into heroes John. Heroes don't exist and if they did I wouldn't be one of them - Sherlock (technically Mark Gatiss)

One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel - Madame du Pompadour

How do you start a triceratops? - The Doctor

You sound just like your mother! - The Doctor

Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast. Faster than you can believe. Don't turn your back. Don't look away, and don't blink. Good luck - The Doctor

Oi, watch it spaceman

Oi, watch it earthgirl. Oooh - Metacrisis Doctor/Donna

Rose Tyler, I - (does it really need saying?)

People don't understand time. It's not what you think.

Look, I'm clever and I'm listening, now don't patronize me, because people have died, and I'm not happy.

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, for a non-linear, non subjective viewpoint, it's really more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly timey wimey... stuff

- The Doctor/ Sally Sparrow

Tell her that this is the story of Amelia Pond, and this is how it ends - Amy Pond,

What if you were really old and really kind and alone? Your whole race dead, no future, what couldn't you do then? If you were that old and that kind and the very last of your kind, you couldn't just stand there and watch children cry - Amy Pond

This isn't going to be big on dignity - The Doctor

Nobody human has anything to say to me today! - The Doctor

I was going to be with you forever - Donna

Binary, binary, binary, binary, binary - Donna

Where ever you are we're coming, I swear

She can't hear you. I'm so sorry. It's one-way.

She can always hear me, Doctor. Always. Where ever she is, she always knows that I am coming for her. Do you understand me? - Rory/ The Doctor

Run you clever boy, and remember - Clara Oswin Oswald

Spoilers - River Song

Oh, I'm pretty boy - The Doctor

When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it'll never end. But however hard you try you can't run forever. Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark if he ever for one moment, accepts it. Everybody knows that everybody dies. But not every day. Not today. Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Some days, nobody dies at all. Now and then, every once in a very long while, every day in a million days, when the winds stands fair, and the Doctor comes to call... everybody lives - River Song