Years ago, I was trying to find a decent video for Mr. Blue Sky. I had heard of Doctor Who once or twice from the mystical land of the internet, from which I had been delving into. I was actually considering becoming part of the fandom, or at least trying out an episode or two. I was a bit afraid of the geekiness (Doctor Who is far away from the nerd realm and more into the geek territory) that was sure to come with the liking of Doctor Who. Anyway, I got over this thought and continued with my life.
So here I am looking for a video to this song and stumble upon a Doctor Who one.
This confirmed my thoughts that Doctor Who was a weird fandom never to be touched.
So I didn’t touch it.
…
Until like two months ago or something. And now I cannot stop liking it.
Now, I am a girl who takes her fandoms very, very, very, very siriusly. My first fandom was Harry Potter. I was cerazay about that one. Still am, but in a less cerazay and more ‘normal’ way. And I have never been cerazay about anything else like I was about Harry Potter. When I started getting less cerazay about it, I felt like a part of my childhood and innocence and wonder was dying a bit inside me. It still sort of gets me right at the insides of my heart when I think about it.
I dunno if I will let Doctor Who be like that.
I told Emma once to let herself get into the Hunger Games fandom. Like, wholeheartedly get into it—because it is the most fun ever to have a fandom. It comes with a price though. Like most things do. (These random sentence fragments are getting me, so I shall stop with them now) (Oooh magic parenthesis)
Now, Emma. You are in for a wild ride if you decide to like Doctor Who. And it is a decision.
Love,
Mariah
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