Acapella of Dr. Horrible’s "My Eyes"

I watched Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog yesterday and I love it! It’s not a laugh out loud film but the dialogue and the songs are really good. The story is actually kind of shallow, but it explores the archetype of the mad doctor villain with sensitivity and insight. After all, evil mad doctors were not born evil or instantly doctors. Maybe they’re actually named a nondescript “Billy” and they take out their laundry to the coin wash where they meet the girl of their dreams. Maybe they actually have moral dilemmas. It’s pretty cool when you think about it.

Anyway, I’ve been singing one the songs from the musical film the whole day. It’s called “My Eyes” and was sung by Neil Patrick Harris (Dr. Horrible aka Billy) and Felicia Day (Penny). Here’s a small part I sang (my favoritest part) acapella, just because. Don’t forget to download and watch the film!

My Eyes

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Me At Church Today

I went to a wedding today. I absolutely did not know who the couple is; they’re clients of my mom’s and she was invited to be one of the principal sponsors. Put two and two together and you’ll easily figure out that my mom needs a “photographer” and my brother is stupid. So. I was forced. I’m not a huge fan of churches so I try to stay away from them as much as possible but I actually like this particular church since this is where my mom and dad got married twenty two years ago. Awww.

As the two strangers were married, I had one shocking and life-changing realization: when I get married myself, I will never choose fuschia-magenta and super duper lime green as my motif. I probably won’t hate my entourage that much. Probably, hehe. Props to anyone who can guess the colors I want prominent on my wedding day. Marco can guess. I think I told him but he probably forgot again.

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Why

I don’t blog because I want people to say how great I write. I don’t read books just so I could tell people that what I read is cool. I don’t do elaborate makeup on my face just so people will think I’m pretty. I don’t dress up just so people will like what I wear.

In other words, I don’t like to show off. My confidence and my happiness do not depend on your approval. I do things because I like how they make me feel good. It is lonely sometimes but it’s not as lonely and pathetic as trying to kiss everyone’s ass just to get a sense of accomplishment.

Because, you know, it’s not exactly an accomplishment.

Lizette’s Spaghetti Tragedy

In high school, I thought I cooked the best spaghetti in the world. My dad taught me, and I thought that he cooked the best spaghetti in the world. Then I entered college and started eating spaghetti from other places. Some are worthy embellishments on the floor in the form of vomit, while others deserve to appear magically on my dinner table every night. Suffice it to say, I discovered that I in fact do not cook the best spaghetti in the world.

Deveining

I have never seen myself as squeamish. I can stare at a cockroach straight in the eye, eat a frog and a horse, touch mice, walk through the fourth floor Rizal Hall hallway as the Bio students gleefully open up stray cats’ bellies and I can eat champoy. With these many handy talents, I have kept my composure and self-esteem in several situations which other people may run away from. But there are things that gross me out and one of them is eating shrimps that I have deveined myself.

Have you ever deveined large, uncooked shrimps? You have to decapitate them first, after which red and green goo will ooze out from what we may call their necks. Then you have to pull the green vein out of the grey squishy body. This I can handle with finesse; but I had to force myself to eat them afterwards, even though they were nice and orange and cooked. I can’t stand the thought of grey squishy fishy things, much less dealing with imaginary green spinal cords, as I eat my pasta.

Ugh. 

Christmas Wish List!

I’ve never done this before because I never seem to want something that bad. However, this year, I’ve found Stuff I Really Really Want and also Some Other Stuff I’d Like To Have But It’s Okay If I Don’t. Since practically no one gives me gifts on Christmas—well okay, long story, but here’s the summary. My relatives are either Dating Daan, Shinto, or Born Again. You get the idea. My parents give me the gift of love everyday, lol. So. No one gives me gifts on Christmas (except Marco) so I have to work and save up for these things.

Stuff I Really Really Want

1.) iPod! A Nano would do, I don’t need that much songs but I want an 80 gig iPod as backup memory.

2.) Coastal Scents Make Your Own Mineral Makeup Kit (I can die when I have this. I say when—it’s not a question of “if”.)

3.) A whole MAC loot, in the following order: concealer, foundation, lipsticks, one 15-eyeshadow palette and blush (optional, I’m not a huge fan of blushes)

4.) Ten good t-shirts (I lost the few I have. I’m sick of blouses.) and at least three new hoodies that are sturdy and good for everyday use. I’m looking at People Are People, Human, and that shop I can’t remember which sells hoodies for a whopping P4,000.

5.) Spore, goddammit. But apparently, Macbooks can’t take it so I can only dream.

Some Other Stuff I’d Like To Have But It’s Okay If I Don’t

6.) iPhone 3g 

7.) A nice camera that I can maybe use for the rest of my life. The one I have now sucks.

8.) A face brush from Bloom cosmetics, liquid mineral foundation from Youngblood and their awesome foundation brush.

That’s all. But if you ask me what I really want out of all this junk I listed? I want the iPod Nano the most. Better make use of that 30% discount on Apple products for UP students. 

Why I Like Ponsaran

Early morning, I was checking out my Google Reader. I saw one blog entry from my favorite professor (who, incidentally, is not my professor this semester) which made me smile. I swear, if I ever decide to teach, I would be like him. Here’s his blog post:

Bakit ako (relatibong) mas mataas magbigay ng grado noon hanggang ngayon?*

1. Sa dami ng rekisito sa buong semestre, sukli ito sa pagsisikap ng mag-aaral.
2. Hindi ko madadala ang mga ipinagkait na UNO sa aking hukay.
3. Pambalanse ng GWA ng mag-aaral dahil maraming kuripot na propesor ang naglipana.
4. Nakatutulong kadalasan ang mataas na grado upang mas magsikap ang mag-aaral
   at mabuo at tumibay ang tiwala niya sa kanyang sarili.
5. Para maging mapayapa at matiwasay ang paghihiwalay ng landas namin.
6. Bahagi ito ng aking academic freedom.

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   Pero nambabagsak din ako

Hahaha. Sir talaga o!