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(Journal entry 1 traveling with the Doctor)
"He seems to be a bit of a lonely man...perhaps he's not all game and gambling with his space tramps, perhaps there's more to this "Doctor" that I have yet to realize. Well of course there's bloody more, oi your daft Donna! You wouldn't be traveling around with a strange man if you didn't sense something better to him than danger. And really, I'm arguing with myself through journal? Have I hit rock bottom…I'm traveling with space men older than rocks and yell at myself in my own journal? And then there's the jolly fact that I am still very much single…we'll leave that for another entry though. Enough for now, there's a terrible draft in the Tardis and the Doctor doesn't seem to understand what a thermostat is so I am off for a blanket, til next time (If I'm still alive!)"
(Journal entry 2 traveling with the Doctor)
"Apparently the Doctor is touchy about his fashion sense; I only meant to say his chucks were out of place with a suit and that…oh, might as well give up tryin' to sugarcoat things. Also, gonna give up apologizing talking to myself in this journal. I don't 'ave anyone here to share my experiences with so future Donna will have to accept that I write this way (and hopefully you've got yourself a nice husband by now! We're not getting any younger!) What actually happened was I told him he looked stupid, not my cleverest assessment but those bloody chucks with a suit? Couldn't he at least take the tie off? He didn't say much, just clenched his mouth real tight like he wanted to say somethin' but was holding back. So on to today…quite interesting actually, turns out this space thing can be wonderful, at moments. I figure it's why I've stopped threatening to make him take me home as much. It's addicting being up and out here, flying through the stars. I feel free, like my small problems at home are fading and much bigger things are ahead of me. Apparently he has racked up quite a resume for "life threatening situations." And I should feel daft for staying, but he's still alive isn't he? He seems to watch out for me too; even if we've had a terrible row I know he's still ready to take care of me, much like your parents do when your children. Mad as hell but still watchin' your steps like a hawk. I'd better be off now, we've just arrived at a planet that's basically one large crystal, a CRYSTAL planet Donna! And you thought Spain was a dream destination? Better be off now I can hear him calling, he's starting to get that impatient tone, where "Donna" goes to "DoooNNaaaAA." Ciao!
(Journal entry 3 of traveling with the Doctor)
"Remember that shirt you picked up when you yelled at the Doctor for kidnapping you on your wedding day? Well, of course you would, never gonna forget that day! And I'll admit; he didn't kidnap me, it was something about particles and what not then poof, I showed up in his Tardis. Today I saw the Doctor holding that same shirt, I almost got cheeky but thankfully bit my tongue in time. He didn't even see that I was in the doorway to the center of the Tardis so I spied a little bit, figured there wasn't much harm in it. I have to admit, my heart hurt for him a little bit, seems like the girl that shirt belonged to meant quite a bit to him. All I know is that her name was Rose and she was a close mate to him. He just sat there staring into space; his brown eyes usually have a mischievous sort of look. He's almost always has a twinkle in his eyes when we're moving about. Today they looked tired, and very sad. How often is he sad like this? And who was this "Rose?" I have a few choice words for her if she hurt my friend, and YES Donna, you and the Doctor are now officially friends. I hope he hasn't let himself become ruined by an earth girl…most of them aren't worth it anyway. Enough gloom for now, til next time."