THIS IS A MOFFAT-POSITIVE, RTD-POSITIVE BLOG. I DON’T HATE EITHER HEAD WRITER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. SORRY IF I POST A LOT OF THE MOFFAT ERA BUT THAT’S WHAT POPS UP ON MY DASH. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT ANYWAY I LOVE YOU.
RIP: Beth’s Knees. (1994-2011)
❒ TAKEN ❒ SINGLE ✔ Waiting for a time lord in a police box/a consulting detective who lives on 221b/a badass Roman who punches Hitler and waits 2000 years for me/an evil man who’s ringtone is the BeeGees
Hello. So you want to learn more about me, do you? Well, this is the place and time to learn everything about me that you may or may not have wanted to know. I’m using a detailed roleplay biography format so that you can learn about me in an easy and convenient way, and maybe you can even roleplay as me some day. There aren’t any gifs of me though, so you’re gonna have to pick a different face claim.
Name: Jenevieve Amanda (Last Name Unavailable)
Divergent Sector: Amity
Myer Briggs Profile: INFP
Relationship Status: Single
Current Projects: Three roleplay characters (x) (x) (x), a cooperative vlog channel with my friend Tyler linked by the sidebar (currently on hiatus), Tumblr Community Theater (x), Laughing Alone with Computers (in pre-production).
Also Known As: A parrot/Nancy Drew/the coolest of cats/queen of the word documents.
To paraphrase My Immortal the world’s crappiest fanfiction: Why couldn’t Satan have made me less beautiful? (an” don’t wory jnenie isn’t a snob or anyfing but a lot of ppl hav told her shes pretty) Im good at too many things! WHY CAN’T I JUST BE NORMAL? IT’S A FUCKING CURSE!
No but really.
In Sacramento, California, born and raised, my front yard is where I spent most of my days, reading and writing, chillaxing all cool… Sorry, I can’t continue with that, I don’t play basketball, and I didn’t get in trouble and sent off to live with family in Bel-Air, although, I did live with my grandparents for a while when I was ten, with my mom, of course.
I’ve always been the kind of person who just gets really really overwhelmingly involved in crap that doesn’t matter. I was raised in a world of Disney princesses, princess dresses, coloring books and singing/talking animals, and trying to tie my hair up with a ribbon. My entire family has an insane affinity for Disney, and I was one of the few that developed an obsession as well as an affinity. I constantly lived in daydreams and played dress-up. I was really that kind of kid, I don’t know how frequent that kind of kid is, but I imagine that it’s pretty normal.
As I’ve grown up a bit, I haven’t changed at all, well, maybe I have a little but, I’ve definitely matured, and I’ve developed actual semi-important opinions and became at least one hundred-percent more gushy and feely than I used to be.
When I was ten, predictably, due to how much my parents fought and seemed to resent each other, my parents got a divorce and my mom got full custody and in a blink of an eye, we were living with my grandparents, living life day to day with no internet access worth anything, which bothered me much less than their lack of cable at the time, waiting for the company we’d bought a house from to finish it.
It wasn’t until we moved into our new home that I started into that bullshitty rebellion faze a few years early. I hated everything and everyone and was irritated anytime anyone breathed and I couldn’t explain to my mom why that was, and I didn’t want to. I was a depressed motherfucker let me tell you, and one of my friends at the time was going through hard times so I was going through her hard times and my hard times at the same time. I was sick to death of everything and just wanted out.
I considered running away, had a plan and everything, but never acted on it, considering I loved my mom too much.
Eventually, I realized how stupid that idea was, but I remained depressed for about another year, despite the fact that I’d definitely taken a step above the vampire obsession that I had fallen into in fifth grade, that had left me remarkably dark and labeled “emo” by a large majority of my peers.
In the summer of sixth grade, I found John and Hank Green, and they sort of pulled me out of my depression entirely and I felt happier than I’d ever felt before. I found a kind of peace in who I was, in a label that felt right, and I started acting accordingly. I was a nerdfighter, a nerd, I was unironically enthusiastic about stuff, and so it came to pass that I became the girl that sits in front of this computer today and writes this.
I got a Tumblr, and began blogging, even if it was infrequent at first, it became a lifestyle I was passionate about, and I found love in Doctor Who, Sherlock, David Tennant’s face and several other things. I became a person that I’m proud to be today and I don’t know what else there really is to say.
I’ve made some really great friends here on the internet that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Thank you all so much for following me, talking to me, asking me questions, making me feel worth something, it’s very nice of you and it means the world.
Personality (Signal Patterns Diagnosed)
Original, Understanding, Innovative, Accessible, Warm, Empathetic, Intellectual, Sympathetic, Friendly.
Random Questions and Their Answers (FAQ Section—sort of)
Where do you live? (Not a stalker I promise.) Sacramento, California.
How old are you? 14.
Tall or short? Tall. Sort of.
You’re writing a book? Several.
Sexuality? Asexual heteroromantic.
Favorite color? Purple.
Favorite sound? Laughter.
Least favorite sound? The low battery sound on my fire alarm.
Favorite feeling? Good central heating after being outside in the cold.
Weird idiosyncracies? I cannot just step off a ledge, I always jump. I bite my lip a ridiculous amount. I reference Doctor Who much too much.
Birthday? September 15.
Favorite holiday meal? Thanksgiving.
Favorite food at that holiday meal? Turkey.
Play sports? I loathe sports.
Pimp name? Sociofizzle Doctizzle
Favorite Doctor Who companion? Rose Tyler.
Least favorite Doctor Who companion? River Song.
Your Doctor? The Tenth Doctor.
Seasons of Classic! Who watched? None yet.
Ship Johnlock? No. Why? Read this.
Who the eff is Hank? Hank is a new model of cell phone that browses the internet.
What is the answer to life, the universe and everything?42.
What is the question?In one episode of Doctor Who, on average, how many people die?
Who is your spirit animal? Robin Scherbatsky/Chandler Bing
What is Team Free Wifi? (x)
If you have any other questions just ask.
Ever feeling frustrated because I’m ruining your life with my so-called perfection? There’s a gif for that.