suki, yucky.

so.

results are out. appalling as mine were, i'm just glad i managed to scrape through. ok, actually, no. i'm quite irked by the fact that i just scraped through.

but hey. cest la vie. and i promise not to talk about it ever again. although, i must say, it was all my doing and the irony gods had no hand in this. i just slacked, period.

ANYWAYS!

i'm here to proclaim my pseudo undying lust for kelly jones. his voice is just so rugged and oh-so-sexy and ohmigoodygod if stereophonics performed live in singapore, i'd probably be one of those crazy-arsed girlies with fainting fits.

ok, maybe not.