Sherlock Season 3 madness.

As every Sherlockian knows BBC’s Sherlock (mini series) gone wild for a while ago. The genius producer Steven Moffat decides to start a TV show about the iconic character of Conan Doyle, the great detective Sherlock Holmes.

Spoilers.

As a non-English person, I find it quite English because English people love doing posh things such as this one. But there was this sexy difference about this. He was going to make it on our modern world. After that point, everything has changed including my point of view to the show. I should say that, my family has a discriminating side of Conan Doyle’s works. We don’t watch/read every adaptation of SH.

Anyways… When I first heard the news about this brilliant idea on 2009, I have to admit, I was afraid. Because there were billions of possibilities that Moffat could f*cked this one up, so bad. I watched the first episode and then I seriously fell in love with his skills of creativity. He did a great job by not only shooting new adaptations, he created them below new titles. Such a brilliant man.

In the mean time, he teased the fandom by making only 3 episodes in a season and made them wait for at least 1 year for the next.

Series 2 ended on January 2012. My situation was bad, just like the rest of the fandom. And I, sadly, knew that I had to wait for the next season for more than 1 year. On March 18th, 2013; they started to shoot series 3. As you can imagine, some part of the internet is only talking about this, some specific area. And this makes you “un-balanced.”

Ok, Sherlock is filming in open air today so beware spoilers – I shall try to use the #Setlock hash tag on any retweets…

— Ruther (@Ruther2) March 25, 2013

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Okay guys, Ben sent a message to all the fans. This is very important. Please comply, and represent the fandom well twitter.com/SherlockProbz/…

— Sherlockian Problems (@SherlockProbz) March 25, 2013

This is insane. I am writing this while my strawberry yogurt awaits me. This is just the beginning and I don’t want to think about the night before the first episode’s air date.

I am beyond crazy.

Hello again.

Good days my dear readers,

As you noticed, I haven’t wrote anything personal for a while. I just keep writing things about movies, TV series or books. But as long as I delay this moment, after effects will be worse then I thought.

This is my last year at the university. You might know what I’ve been through for 4 years. I am a computer engineering student who tries to start a life. Like everybody else I have my own dreams. When you ask a senior student at his/her last year at the university, he/she will answer you the basic needs first, such as a good job which brings an acceptable salary, a nice car, a nice house and maybe then a life partner. I want these thing, like everybody does.

I want to work on something I love, I want to have a nice car, I want friends who understand me. After that, what else remains? I want to travel somewhere far, I want to see new things. Believe me, I’ve been studying for 16 years now. I want to have all these things. Everybody deserves these things who studied that hard.

But after some time (in my case, 20 minutes of accelerated day-dreaming), I see that nothing is gonna happen by itself. It would be so good if it happens by itself. Obviously, it won’t.

So I made my mind. I made a plan for escape. Here are some details.

1. There are several exams which determines attendees proficiency levels, nation-wide. I will attend 2 of those exams. First one is for foreign language level, the other one is for academic proficiency (Academic Personnel and Postgraduate Education Entrance Exam).  Their results are valid for 2 years.
2. I am taking these exams because of two things. The first one is the possibility that I can choose to go a different path from just developing codes. I always wanted to do something different. I might study on something which might help me on a different job matter. Maybe in archaeology or biotechnology. Computer science is a wide area, you would be surprised. But a PhD is necessary.  It might save my life. The second one is that the huge help to be able to go abroad. Universities want to see how good you are (by checking my exam results. above) to give you money to go abroad and study. Going abroad is a huge opportunity.
3. The exams I were talking about also provides something else but  Postgraduate Education. I want to work in The Ministry of Foreign Affairs as an expert on computer and telecommunication area. The ministry checks the results and arranges interviews with the persons who has enough degrees in these exams. B+ is an enough degree to be acceptable for interviews.

After all these preparations, I still believe I can make it.  I am experienced on many different areas from project management to making speeches. I am not even including my developer identity. I have this stupid talent about knowing every little unnecessary detail. Well, I survived a lot of things during the past 5 years. I seriously believe that I am the man for the job. Why not?

But here is the problem (I hardly came to the problem).
I am sick and tired of my life. There is no other kind way to say this. I am finished. I can’t even find the strength to get up from my bed or go to my bed. Or to do the exact same thing every day over and over again.
It’s all the same. I am going to university, doing the same things, coming back to home and doing some other stuff or whatever I supposed to do and going to bed. It is all the f**king same. I am sick of it.
I’ve been joining nation-wide competitions for 2 years. I am sick of it but I have to have something to boost up my CV. I have one nation degree (I became in the 2nd place on a Microsoft  challenge called Imagine Cup-2012) but it’s not enough. I need more.
I don’t like the city that I’m living in. It’s too cold and I’m not used to living in cold (it’s been 4 years and I’m still having trouble about cold weather). I just don’t want to be here any more. I know there are just a couple of months left but I just want to start a new life, right now.

It’s OK. I’m gonna be just fine.

God, what a relief. Even writing these things on a blog makes it clear.

Anyways. You got my point. It’s been difficult for me. Now I finally see the end. I just don’t know what’s gonna happen after graduation.  I’ve always been studying about things and taking exams. I only worked for 3 months as an official employee. It was just a summer job and it was a huge matter for me because of the EU connection.

We will see what happens next.

Finally – Sherlock Series 3.

Ladies and gentlemen, our very beloved BBC Sherlock website Sherlockology announced that the series 3 will start filming on March 18th, 2013.  And the new series will be aired late 2013.

Yes!

No need to make fuzzy comments now. I give you the “for more information” section. Here.

50 SHADES OF GREY.

Is this the real life?

Am I a living female?

I seriously asked those questions after reading the first 2 books in 2 days. As a mentioned before, I had some issues about getting the first book. Well, I bought e-books online and problem solved. *checks*

But another problem occurred.

THERE IS NO MAN ALIVE WHO HAS THOSE PHYSICAL ARRANGEMENTS ON HIM AND NOT GAY. Sorry, Grey. I had to say this.

The problem about the books is actually not about the books. There were a lot of funny things going on social media about the books and they were actually mean. I was laughing at those jokes but I realized that I was seriously judging it without reading. I read them all. Now I need to criticize.

I have to say it, I think E. L. James  cheated on this mission. The subject reminds you something you’ve seen before. Something all the teenagers were crying about. Good looking broken man and naive virgin girl. This “50 Shades of…” series actually the new form of Twilight Saga or vice versa I don’t know which one is the first.

Grey guy is the emotionally broken and smoking hot man who falls in love with a very virgin girl who is just graduated from her college. Of course the guy is so sexy, so rich and so in love with this ordinary girl; even the girl freaks out. See the resemblance?

Anyways… Things that these books can give us are the half-orgasmic day dreams and not-appreciated  confused boyfriends. My advice to you is to read it, obviously. And make your boyfriend/girlfriend read it. Maybe there is still hope. Or just wait for the movie. I bet the movie will be better.

Cheers!

The Grey Fantasy.

If you know what I mean…

I wasn’t going to write about this but you know, for a while, everybody was talking about the book. 50 Shades of Grey. Without a doubt, you can find the book in every local book shop, every online book shelf or big shopping mall book shops. I avoid the book for a while now but I have this urge to read it before everything gets wild (the movie is on the way). My cousins and my sister are reading so, there is nothing that I should be afraid of. OR is there?

Is it too disturbing?

Am I going to be embarrassed while I am picking the book from the shelf on our local store?

Am I too naive for that? Heh. Of course I am not. I am 22 years old (old enough for anything).

I had some experiences about (wait for it), about these kind of books. Have you ever heard Judith McNaught? Or about the Westmoreland’s? If you haven’t, just skip it dude.

Bed time stories for all ages…

In June of 1972, a woman appeared in Cedar Senai hospital in nothing but a white, blood-covered gown. Now this, in itself, should not be too surprising as people often have accidents nearby and come to the nearest hospital for medical attention, but there were two things that caused people who saw her to vomit and flee in terror.

The first being that she wasn’t exactly human. she resembled something close to a mannequin, but had the dexterity and fluidity of a normal human being. Her face, was as flawless as a mannequins, devoid of eyebrows and smeared in make-up.

There was a kitten clamped in her jaws so unnaturally tight that no teeth could be seen, and the blood was still squirting out over her gown and onto the floor. She then pulled it out of her mouth, tossed it aside and collapsed.

From the moment she stepped through the entrance to when she was taken to a hospital room and cleaned up before being prepped for sedation, she was completely calm, expressionless and motionless. The doctors thought it best to restrain her until the authorities could arrive and she did not protest. They were unable to get any kind of response from her and most staff members felt too uncomfortable to look directly at her for more than a few seconds.

But the second the staff tried to sedate her, she fought back with extreme force. Two members of staff had to hold her down as her body rose up on the bed with that same, blank expression.

She turned her emotionless eyes towards the male doctor and did something unusual. She smiled.

As she did, the female doctor screamed and let go out of shock. In the woman’s mouth were not human teeth, but long, sharp spikes. Too long for her mouth to close fully without causing any damage…

The male doctor stared back at her for a moment before asking “What in the hell are you?”

She cracked her neck down to her shoulder to observe him, still smiling.

There was a long pause, the security had been alerted and could be heard coming down the hallway.

As he heard them approach, she darted forward, sinking her teeth into the front of his throat, ripping out his jugular and letting him fall to the floor, gasping for air as he choked on his own blood.

She stood up and leaned over him, her face coming dangerously close to his as the life faded from his eyes.

She leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

“I…am….God….”

The doctor’s eyes filled with fear as he watched her calmly walk away to greet the security men. His last ever sight would be watching her feast on them one by one.

The female doctor who survived the incident named her “The Expressionless”.

There was never a sighting of her again.

http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/The_Expressionless

Happy birthday Sherlock Holmes! The great insulting detective. Oops. Sorry, “consulting…”

1963.

Frank Skinner. Loves Merlin and Doctor Who.

 

 

Just watch the episode last night on youtube.

He’s smiling. He’s proud of himself.

He’s saying “Look at me, that’s right, I’m balancing myself on this little stub of a branch. I am as majestic as a bird on its perch.”