TARDIS: Two Absolute Raving DoctorWhovians Incredibly ScreamingJuly 16, 2011
We've all established that I'm an obsessive stalker, yes? Okay good. Just gecking. *checking. Left gecking there because it sounded funny. Also, obligatory is a good word. Say it. Obligatory. It's exciting like writing something out at school and knowing a word with 'z' or 'q' is coming up. Anyway...
"Matt Smith's on Chattyman this series." *dog sees squirrel face* "Somebody say Matt Smith?" she says wearing a fez and bowtie. If you HAVEN'T heard, (and in the case of those who haven't where the actual fuck have you been?) I am a massive Whovian. I'm obsessed to the point where I've literally convinced myself that one day I'll be in it, writing it, making it, reviewing it, living it,
marrying it, making it dinner all at the same time. This is serious. It's embedded in the depths of my soul. Thankfully, the majority of my friends also have a bit of a thing for it so I never have to sit rocking in my room every Saturday until the OOOOEEEEOOOOOOOOOOO sounds from my TV, or hide the fact that I'm wearing Doctor Who underwear at school and have my sandwiches cut into the shape of the TARDIS. (Disclaimer: I do not actually own any Doctor Who underwear, but my 18th birthday's coming up so if anyone wants to get me some I won't ask for the receipt. Also mum, if you're reading this, I would actually like my sandwiches cut into the shape of the TARDIS. Thanks.)
The last 2 times I've been to Chattyman, I've told the friend I'm taking beforehand. But this time I decided not to tell Max. To be honest, I don't really know why I didn't, but I'm glad I did because when he finally found out, a few minutes before we entered the studio, his reaction was hilarious. How I, or anyone else I'd told, didn't let slip where I was taking him the 3 weeks preceding 'the event, I don't know. But, of course, I ruined it on the train into London. Obviously it wasn't gonna go to plan, was it? This is me, here.
"Yeah I walked home with her and we just talked about tonight."
"Oh what so did you just talk about Doctor Who stuff then?"
I don't even know why I said it. I don't even remember saying it, or thinking about saying it. It wasn't even the natural response to that question. The natural response would have been "Haha." or "Ah okay.", but no, my brain decided to formulate a question in answer that statement which just so happened to give the whole bloody game away. Damn my conversational brain. We just stared at each other for a few seconds, which gave me time to figure out whether I had any chance of getting out of it, which I concluded I didn't and just said "Shit." The appropriate response this time.
Even though I'd spilled, I hadn't completely ruined it. All Max knew was that it was Doctor Who related, which he'd probably guessed anyway. Even when we were in the ITV reception with wristbands on, he still hadn't realised we were seeing Chattyman and Matt Smith was one of the guests. It wasn't until someone said "Those here for Alan Carr come this way!" and another production guest behind us said "So who else is on apart from Matt Smith?" that he finally twigged. And when he did twig, I looked at him, expecting him to explode, or scream, or, I dunno, something else extravagant. But no, he just stayed silent for about 20 minutes. It was hilarious. It was hopeless trying to have a conversation or get excited because he just kind of....stared. Which was disappointing because I'd practiced my "I'm not with him." embarrassment line quite a bit.
Ironic really, because if anyone needed to use that line it would've been Max. I knew I would get really excited when Matt came out, but I didn't really anticipate my actual reaction. A lot of it was likely down to the fact he just APPEARED on set with no warning and took me by surprise so my body was like ASDFGHJKL;. I screamed and spent the majority of his interview hugging my legs, biting my knees, and rocking. I like to make a good first impression. Surprisingly, I remember the interview which makes a change because I'm usually so engulfed in fangirling that I don't remember anything. Exhibit A: Davina-gate. I'm clearly adapting and learning how to act in ASDFGHJKL; situations.
The recording was finished by 8:15pm so we stood by the gates outside, like ants in a sea of JLS screamers and were literally the only 2 people in the crowd who gave a shit when Matt came out and went into his car. I'd say I was disappointed when he didn't come over for autographs and photos, like JLS did, but we weren't at the front and I would have been a mess if he did come over but we couldn't reach him. I'm taking that decision by him as one for my own sanity and benefit. Thanks love, appreciated.
And anyway, when I move to Cardiff I'll meet them all the time and we'll all be best friends, right? Right. X