The Illest MF Alive…

Oh yeah, the title of this post is totally a Kanye West reference…told you I was gangsta. *Tumbleweed* In all seriousness though, once again some sneaky bastard has infected me with their pathogens…I’ve only just managed to surface from the depths of my bed fort to write this. Not only do I have a hackingContinue reading “The Illest MF Alive…”

The Hangover Part IV…

I have to say, I think last night was was the worst nights out I’ve had so far at uni. Having not been out out for three weeks (flu, home, sleep), I’ve literally been chomping at the bit for a good evening of partying; but far be it for me to have a decent clubbingContinue reading “The Hangover Part IV…”

Out on the Push…

Now you may have heard the turn of phrase “out on the pull” but sometimes when your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, you kind of don’t want it to… Being at university has been my first “proper” taste of the clubbing lifestyle, and can I just say, I’ve had my arse grabbedContinue reading “Out on the Push…”