Tuesday, 1 February 2011
last thursday, the fifth series of one of my favourite shows ever - skins - began on E4. and the beginning of the fifth series signalled a new thing - we were about to meet the THIRD GENERATION. i was slobbering at the mouth with excitement. but, as you may guess, as a teenage girl with raging hormones, i was incredibly dissapointed. heartbroken, in fact. and i can explain my heatbreak in two simple words.
NO HUNKS.
when we met Frankie, i thought "JESUS CHRIST WHY THE HELL DID THEY KILL FREDDIE?" untill i realized that in fact, Frankie was a girl. whoops. but apart from a ginger farm boy, a dim jock and a metal head, they had not much at all to offer. but then, as Frankie is playing with a gun, some dude comes over and is like "you're beautiful" and although he is no Cooke or Freddie, he has one beautiful voice. i have decided that i can fancy him in a friendly way, depending on his future personality, but i am still severely heartbroken that there is no one to dribble over. the last series cast (excluding Panda and Thomas, sorry) was frickin' gorgeous so they kind of promised me Brad Pitt and i was given Michael Jackson, so...
never mind. maybe i will fall for their personalities, though my heart still longs for JJ.
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| hello, second on the left, i wish you had hair like that in skins... |
what we could have been, 17:52.
