Doctor Who related excitement and philosophical debates.

I am a self confessed Doctor Who addict. There is a small part of me, growing larger by the day, that would like to believe he is real. On hearing genuine Tardis noises floating through my window at night, my initial reaction was to rush to the window before remembering that the Tardis is, in fact, not real, and materializing from thin air is, as yet, impossible. I am proud to admit that for a few blissful seconds there, I was oblivious to these simple facts and was absorbed in a story to the extent that children are.

Imagination is one of my favourite words. I love the fact that stories, impossible things can be built up inside somebody's mind. One thing I am determined to do as I grow up is to retain my imagination, because children seem to always have such wonderful imaginations whereas SOME adults don't seem to have one at all. Growing up, I adored pretending games. Now, my imagination manifests itself when I make up stories for the kids I babysit for, when I write songs or blogs...although the form in which I express it has altered, I still try to give my imagination as free rein as possible when I can.

Ever experienced that problem today where your ideas are too big for your words and you can't quite sculpt what you're thinking into eloquent sentences? That's what I experienced today when a debate ensued in General Studies. Being the only Christian in the room, I was asked to give my views on a number of topics. The issue is though, that despite having doubted and tested my faith to the extent that I am absolutely sure of it, there are certain issues and stuff where I am either yet to form opinions on, or just don't think matters that much. For instance, the beginning of the universe for me I just know it was God. However or in whatever form he did it is something I neither know nor think is of any great importance. I know the why, and I don't need to know the how. My view on this is probably influenced by the fact that I am not very scientific. A few of questions put to me today I literally barel understood but God was good and I found the words :)

God bless,
Love Anna :)

PS: know there hasn't been particuarly recent posts lately but have a lot of work so they're having to take a back seat!

Hi English speaking world! I am currently in the French speaking world. It is much hotter than England, and the family I am staying with had bought me tea so I am happy. I'm currently watching the French version of Strictly Come Dancing. The French equivalent of the Bruno guy has a MASSIVE mohican which I am utterly digging.

In conversation today, my friend Bryan
(who is black) referred to me as "the whitest person I know". After defending my skin colour, saying I was more tanned than the majority of my friends, which I am, he explained that I was "White in personality". He very poorly explained this saying I just talked like a White person. I see nothing wrong with this seen as I am White. I am still unsure of whether I should be insulted by this comment!

Before the flight today, I was petrified that it would crash and I would end up dipped in ocean. In an attempt to comfort me, my friend Gilly informed me that I was loads more likely to die in a car than a plane. Although this achieved the desired of stopping my fears about the plane, it also had an added side effect of making me 5 times more nervous in cars than I was before, and I finished the drive from the airport with much more bitten nails than I egan with...

The french town I'm staying in is so pretty! Can't get over it. I'll post photos o my return, and I'll try to post every other day whilst I'm here at least!

God bless :)
Love, Anna