Was a right laugh; I have one thing to say from Ann our lecturer “We can see who comes first and then we’ll do drugs” hahahaha, one thing I don’t think I’ll ever forget.
My boyfriend is a dick; he didn’t speak to me all day!
At lunch we went to the bar around the corner and played snooker, which I discovered I’m really bad at lol. We had a pretty chilled out afternoon, we skated down the road to our afternoon class.
Me and this lad I sit with Ben, did some bonding…which consisted of talking about Desperate housewives, Dr Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog and the mutual love and respect for Nathan Fillion ^_^
Which, takes me swiftly on to the next topic.
Dr Horrible’s sing-along Blog…the Commentary! Haha.
You need to see it, you need to!
I’ll post you the lyrics and the video so you can read and hear the song that Nathan sings on the Commentary…it’s pure genius!
Click to view
Lyrics:
(Hey ladies
Sit down and relax.
I gotta story to tell)
Every night I lay awake
With sorrow in my chest.
I think of NPH and wonder
Is he gettin' rest?
Does he know each second
He's only second best?
Tossin' in his bed
What's he wearing?
Dread?
I'm better,
Better than Neil!
In so many ways
It's almost unreal
Oh, sure he can sing
And piggies can squeal!
It's not a big deal
I'm better (better, better, better!)
So he was out on Broadway
While I was on the soaps.
Who's got the high score on Ninja Ropes?
Who's got a bulletproof car like the Pope's?
Look at Neil's mackin'
So sad,
He's so lacking.
He makes seven figures
And gets Emmy nods.
I make seven layer bean dip of the gods!
I'm also in
Halo 3
What are the odds?
Now my ears are ringin'
'Cause all the girls are singin'
I'm better, (He's better)
Better than Neil!
At so many things (He's better!)
It's hard to conceal
Oh, sure he does magic (He's better)
Magic's not real!
How dumb do you feel? (He's Better)
I'm better than Neil
Neil played a kid doctor
Well, so did I, dude!
But I was much younger and totally nude.
Neil kept that white coat on
Great, Dr. Prude!
But there Felicia goes
Another deal you couldn't close, yeah.
I wink at a woman
She needs a drink - stat!
She knows I hit everything
I'm aiming at.
Except for the Pope car
I lied about that.
But at least I'm not prone
To singing alone
Look at his smallness,
Compared to my tallness,
My porcelain doll-ness,
My "port in a squall"-ness,
My "Kids in the Hall"-ness,
My "Pink Floyd's The Wall"-ness,
My "Three Parts of Gaul"-ness,
My just all-in-all-ness,
My wonderful me-ness,
My hammer, the pe-
-ople can tell,
That I'm awfully swell,
While Neil has a weird smell
I'm just saying, Purell!
I'm better, (He's better)
Better than Neil!
And where do I start? (He's better)
Romantic appeal.
We both went for Penny (He's better)
And who copped a feel?
The true Man of Steel, (He's better)
I'm better than Neil.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
I'm better than Neil (He's better)
Just jumped off a moving (He's better)
Automobile.
He plays with his phone, (He's better)
While tires they squeal.
It's my scene to steal, (He's better)
I'm better than Neil
(He's better) [REPEAT]
Oooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo... (etc) [REPEAT]
I'm better than Neil! (He's better)