Costume plans, 2011

So, as I should have guessed due to my inability to make any form of decision... 

I changed my mind about Amy.

I realised that I don't care about the haters, let them hate. Mhmm.

 I love being Amy, so shall continue to do so... she makes me happy. :)

So, I'm starting on some Series 6 costumes :D

However, I don't plan to be Amy for a while. 

Time for another list.

Costume plans for 2011 (subject to change xD)

EMS March

Jean Grey/The Dark Phoenix, X-Men

Snow White

Memorabilia March

Christmas Special Kissogram!Pond

Femme!11th Doctor

MCM Expo May (Might not be going to this one)

Ariel

LFCC July

X-23 (big maybe)

Series 6!Pond

Bitten 2 August

Jessica Merlottes 

Sophie-Anne

After August I am not sure on my convention plans and thus unsure on my costume plans. :)

But I still want to do Lara Croft at some point... and maybe some other superheroes as they are awesome. xD

Yay for blogging when I have a 2000 word report to write.

TTFN

Reconsidering Fate

So, previously I've written how I do not believe in fate.

And I stick by that... I really do. Other than coincidence I do not believe that I am on a predestined path, or that 'what will be will be'.

What will be is what I make it to be.

However, two days ago I went with my Grandad to the working men's club that he has been a member of since 1942. There, he got talking about the war (which is quite a rare occurence) and in particular about the Coventry Blitz.

The fact of the matter is that my Grandad (and as such the whole of my Mum's side of my family) was bombed out of two houses in one night.

Two houses. One night.

He spoke about how his family went out into the back garden to watch the bombs falling (as they did...y'know) and whilst out there a bomb fell in their front garden. If they hadn't been in the back garden... who knows.

So, with their house not safe they walked down to a relatives house, I believe my Great Aunts middle of terrace house.

Whilst there another bomb fell on the end of the terrace, bombing them out of that house as well.

Luckilly (I think) everyone was okay.

As you can guess... I was in shock.

That is one fucker of coincidence, right? Surely... it's more like... 

Fate.

My Grandad said, and I repeat 'If those airmen had released those bombs a fraction of a second before or later...'

He couldn't complete the sentence, can you blame him? 

But he did utter one, in this case, very relevant word...

"Fate"

At 87 he is stating that that decision by that German airman actually saved his life all those years ago... and as such my Mothers and my own... and so forth.

Wow.

I'm completely at a loss for anything else to say...

TTFN.