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Earlier tonight, I told my parents that I’ve finally decided on what tattoo I want to get that and I intend on getting it done next week. For those that don’t know I’m indian and if ya’ll have indian friends then you’ll know how strict indian parents are. Most are very traditional and reserved like mine, rather annoying to be honest. I’m not the typical indian kid, I’m studying something creative and I plan on working in the creative industry. My parents understand that but yet want me to act ‘normal‘. Continues after the cut.

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City boys….the kind of guy who prowls the west ends most exclusive venues, pretending to be the guy you need to know! You know the kind…acts like a baller but really moneys super low, pretends to have connections but infact merely knows the odd bouncer or host. Egos sky high and credit rating real low! more bitching after the cut.

Super Bitch‘s identity is kept hidden as a lot of bitches are out to get her.

I’m not to keen on this whole idea of running to a park as soon as it gets sunny. Yes it’s fun to chill with friends but doing it every damn day when the sun comes out is LONG, boring and unproductive. I’m being such a hypocrite today and doing just that. Sunshine hype has got to me. More on the flipside.

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So for those of you from London, you may have been feeling extra postitive, optimistic and genuinly happy these past weeks. It’s called sunshine, and yes, I know its a rare phenomenon here, so I get it, you embrace it, even I felt myself arching my back and lifting my face to the heavens to feel the beams kiss my pale face, but when it leaves, that feeling of ecstasy comes crashing down. More after the cut.

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Dare me to do what? I dare you to put up a real image of yourself for the campaign. As much as I admire the woman, she’s not really sending out a positive image with that photoshopped picture. She’s a beautiful model, business woman and mother. I want to say she’s entrepreneurial by helping to lead the new ‘unairbrushed’ trend that other celebs are following, but I cant. More after cut.

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Can somebody tell this poor woman to go sit down somewhere. Seriously. Her recent show performances have been diabolical, her vocals are mashed up, and her clothes just seem to pop off her body. Now I love Whitney, don’t get me wrong, but she needs to go take a break somewhere, get her shit together, hire a better stylist and relearn the words to her songs. More after the cut.

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I used to live that Asher Roth lifestyle, the whole university thing where you wake up and walk to the SU bar for a beer and a burger. Now I can’t bring myself to get ready to go out and get drunk, it’s just a hassle. Getting ready, travelling to the club via the underground, getting wasted and paying for drinks with your debit card then travelling back home in a dodgy cab and getting ripped off for it. Why all that trouble when you just can drink at home?

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