I can't freaking move on to series five of Doctor Who. I'm sorry, but I just can't. After Nine and Ten, after Rose, Martha, and Donna? So here's the thing. I did try watching the first episode of series five. I saw Eleven groping at his face, complaining that he still wasn't ginger, all of that. I liked it. And then he crashed into a little girl's garden and all that, and then he went away.
Well. That's where I stopped.
See, I've got a tumblr and spoilers always come on tumblr. So of course, I see a lot of graphics, rants, gifs and whatnot from series five to seven, and I'm like, "oh that's fine! I can just catch up yaddy yaddy ya". Apparently, I was wrong. Really, really wrong.
It doesn't appeal to me anymore.
We've got mad Eleven and his girl who waited as well as the last centurion and the Doctor's wife. And when they leave, we've got the impossible girl who bakes souffles and was born to save the Doctor.
Hold on, hold on. What?
