I’m on the last episode of Dr. Who Season 3, which means that it’s so-long David Tennant in some heart-wrenching, powerful scene that will make me cry like a girl. Like a girl who wants to time travel with a squirrelly Brit! I hate you for making me feel feelings you stupid Redcoat show!
I miss Eccleston and Rose! #canthandleachildrensshow
This is all I need. I finished Season 1 of the new Dr. Who series, and it ended up with me half in tears and all obsessed. This show is so amazing, despite the fact that I had to be patient through the first few episodes, like when Micky was being attacked by a dumpster for some reason.
I can’t believe I haven’t been in love with this since the 90s, when Rose’s hair would have seemed less power-ballad inspired. Who cares? I AM IN LOVE WITH DR. WHO NOW.
This next Tennant dude had better be as wonderful as Eccleston.