Why I don't like Rose

I've recently met the Doctor. I know, the show's only been running for fifty years, but that's how I roll - always late! Anyway, I've spent the last few weeks in the Tardis (hoping my dear beloved one does not notice... I think he did but he is too kind to point it out to me... very loudly). I've also seen some of the fandom's opinions and it seems that everyone's favourite companion is Rose. So why don't I like her? (Especially since my favourite Doctor seems to be everyone's favourite Doctor - hey, number ten!)

Warning: Spoilers ahead!

Welcome to the Year of the Rat!

2008 - The Year of the Rat. Like 1996, 1984 and so on. Why bother about some Rats? Well, you probably don't need to. But I do - I am a Rat.
I was born in 1984, so that year is quite important for me, isn't it. Funny, though, I don't remember any other extraordinary things happening that year - alas, I don't remember anything from that year.
In 1996, my dearest was born, and my parents finally allowed me to have a dog. That year positively changed my life. Through my dog, I have lived a life full of love, action and fun. Now that he's getting on for twelve, I start to fear what great change will this Year of the Rat bring into my life.
But enought of serious thoughts! This year is MY year! Perhaps I will find a true love. Pity I don't believe in love... Perhaps I will become idependent - finally...

Love?

Some people believe in various gods, some people believe in various churches (note that this is not the same), many believe in love. I don't.

Love is not a heavenly sensation. It is not a bond that would bind a couple together forever. It is not something to die for.

Love, as most of us understand it, is the emotion that we feel when we are near a person that attracts us, a mixture of happiness, sadness, passion, nervousness and sexual appeal.
Huh, how could this be called anything more than just a physical response to increased production of hormones in the body due to the natural urge to breed?

This philosophy has been adopted by me after the Relationship I had once. It certainly simplifies the life. Or it did, until I met this Man...

Funny, how you feel so much different than your philosophy allows you to feel.

He never knew how I felt about him. There are simply things you can't do. I would have thought that the feelings would go away after some time. They didn't. They never will.

Cool, another love lost.

The Wrongest Man (A Sonnet)

I am in love and I cannot help it
At the sight of him my heart skips a beat
I am in love and I cannot stand it
With the wrongest man I ever could meet

Does he know I'm alive, can he see what I feel?
Shall I tell him about my love or what?
Imagine just how that would make him feel!
Surely I'm not such an idiot!

By no means can I get him out of my head
First I want to cry and then I feel sick
I will go and get me a wooden stick
And hit me over the silly head instead

What have I done to deserve such a fate?
Don't want to love but already it's too late...