If you are in a country that is even just a week behind australia aka 2 weeks behind the uk screenings of doctor who, don't read this

you have been warned.
so, rory is dead. and far worse than that he was captured by the crack and has been erased from history, only the doctor remembers him now. to everyone else, he never existed. never even born etc. So amy was balling her eyes out and screaming and what not and there was nothing they could do. and as soon as they got to the surface of the earth after facing off with the surilian's [that's how i always knew them, but i think it this episode they were called silurian's] amy didn't even remember him and the doctor, obviously being a higher being, is now plagued with the guilt of rory having died to save him, because the evil surilian was about to shoot him and rory jumped in to push him out of the way. what a hero. but now the poor doctor has to live with having caused another death. it wasn't really his fault at all, it was that damn ambrose's fault. if she had have just listened to the doctor everyone would have been fine. but she had to go and taser the nasty surilian and look what happened. dumb bitch. when the doctor gives you instructions and says everything is going to be fine, listen to him and do as he says because if you do, everything will be fine.
it was so sad when rory died because he was so certain he was going to live because him and amy saw themselves 10 years down the track and he felt for sure they were still going to be together then and come back to this place to get a glimpse of themselves. the doctor found rory's engagement ring though, well the box at least, so perhaps there is still hope later on in the series, because i was starting to like the idea of amy running off and getting married and making room for a new companion ie me.
the doctor reached into the crack before it got rory and he pulled out a big broken chunk of an obviously destroyed tardis. and the plot thickens. this series really has me clinging to the edge of my seat and every time an episode ends i am so tempted to go on my favourite website and watch on. but i have reserved that site for catching up on series one with christopher eccleston and billie piper. i'm about half way through episode 5. a space ship has crash landed into the thames and the doctor has gone to figure out why. meanwhile, thinking she's been gone for 12 hours, rose is dealing with the fact that she's been gone for 12 months and everyone has been really worried about her but she doesn't know how to tell them where she's been. i mean, how could you even begin to explain what has happened to you in a situation like that without being put into a loony bin...
sure it's fine for us normal people who watch doctor who to just turn around and be all like, it's all real, there is a doctor who travels through time and space and the show is just based on him. his adventures are actually far more spectacular and for some reason he picked me to go with him for a bit. k thnx mum bai. i'm off to 3020, the year the surilian's come and co-inhabit the earth, gotta go make sure it's a smooth transaction.
speaking of normal people, a homeless man came on my train this morning and asked us all for change. no-one really looked at him until another homeless man shared his change with him and started saying "these normal people are probably loaded and they don't know what it's like, you know what i'm sayin'?" now before you get all up in arms about me ranting about homeless people, i know it's not always their fault, but they're not my responsibility and i shouldn't be made to feel guilty because they don't have anywhere to live. the man with the cup of change started talking to a lawyer who said he might be able to get his state trustee money [which, because of his heroin addiction they wouldn't give to him, i don't know actual details of these kinds of things, i don't even understand why when you vote for the greens you may as well be voting for labor or something] but he'd have to clean himself up. so there, i can get angry about this guy waving his cup in front of the little old lady sitting next to me and calling us all "heartless bastards" because we wouldn't give him change because he was just going to spend it all on heroin [he admitted that himself] and also i was already paying for him to be on the train because he was fair evading.
he was on the verge of getting violent and after hearing of brawls happening on platforms at southern cross and elderly citizens getting pelted with rocks as they try to get on the train on the frankston line, i think it has gotten to the point where we actually need security staff on trains, because i don't feel safe any more. the guy today asked my why i didn't give him any money, i looked like i'd have change and i said "i'm a student, i don't get any hand outs from the government, i can hardly afford to catch the train myself" [which during certain weeks is entirely true and as that week could come around soon, i'm not giving any of my money to someone who chose the lifestyle that he did]. so then he tells me that i'm lucky because he couldn't even go to uni because he's too poor. no, you couldn't go to uni because you fucked your brain up and didn't work hard at school. you don't have to pay up front to go to uni. if you work hard and get good grades you get a commonwealth supported place which means you don't pay for uni until you start making money. and i'm not lucky because i could afford to buy a bottle of juice this morning or have a really cool sudoku book, i worked damn hard to get the money to pay for those things, so don't lay your guilt trip on me. you made your life this way when you had your second hit.