90's Tag.

Guess who's back? Back again. The Bitch is back, tell a friend!

{No, seriously. Go tell people. The more, the better. ;) }

Side note: Your introduction to W will have to wait a while, she's been kinda busy recently. {She is real though. Promise. We didn't just make her up.}

Okaaaay, so the title is pretty much self-explanatory... I'm gon' do a 90's tag! How very unoriginal of me!

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Here goes... The life of a brown child, born in the early 90's:

1. Favourite toys? The chappal I used to get smacked with and a velan to practice making rotis for the future.

JUST KIDDING! =D

{I'm only half-joking though. I did have my own mini-velan that I used to make tiny any-shape-other-than-a-circle rotis. I thought it was fun at the time. Now I know better.}

On a more truthful note, my Barbie dolls were my favourite toys! The brown side-effect was that my Mum used to make clothes for them at home, instead of buying new outfits for them. I can't count the number of times I've dressed them up in "saris" with random strips of fabric.

I also had a few other toys that spring to mind: SkyDancers! {I used to aim this at people and use it as a weapon because I found out, through experience, that those pretty, innocent-looking wings are quite hard. Ouch, my face!} Tamagotchis! {I had about 3 of these because I kept losing them. I still have the last one...around. Somewhere. =/} I did have a Polly Pocket set, My Little Pony, a Dear Diary but to be honest, I never loved them as much as my Barbies.

2. Favourite adverts? I don't think I had a favourite kids advert. Hardly even remember any of them, let alone having a favourite. On the other hand, there was this advert that I thought was brilliant! Started that trend of people answering their phones with, "WAAAASSSSSSUUUUPPPPP!" ;)

3. 'N Sync or Backstreet Boys? BACKSTREET BOYS FOR SURE! It's really hard to pick a favourite track of theirs but I think it's gotta be this one {I Want It That Way is a very close second though}:

Hey does anyone remember when this song was featured in a Sabrina the Teenage Witch episode, one of the college ones, I think? There were zombies at the cafe or something... Let me see if I can find it on YouTube!

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So the only clip I could find wasn't in English but whatever. Skip to like 4mins for the bit where the song starts. =)

4. Weirdest fashion trend? I don't remember particular trends because my mother dressed me pretty much all the way through the 90's so I didn't pay much attention. I know there was a lot of denim.. Dungarees, jackets, jeans, etc.

Actually, the weirdest trends were the hairstyles and accessories!

Hair cones, scrunchies, wrapping, crimping! Oh dear.

I say again... Oh dear! SMH.

5. Favourite collectable? I had brown parents. I didn't get much any pocket money...BUT, there were a few things they funded for me.

POGS. The best collectables of the 90's. It was never-ending, pretty much impossible to get all of them because there were so many and loads of different companies made their own branded ones too.

{Through my image search for pogs, I found I could've owned Barbie ones! WHAT?! I feel cheated out of them.}

{Don't be mistaken into thinking I had those cool tubes to store my pogs in. Oh no, I kept mine in a rinsed out Pringles tube. *sigh* The brown life.}

The other thing I remember were Pokémon cards but I ended up giving most of them to my younger cousin because it became a bigger deal in his generation.

6. Favourite Beanie Baby? I never really collected these so my favourite one was the only one I ever had. Almond. I still have her somewhere because I'm sentimental as fuck and can't get rid of it.

7. Favourite game system and game? I didn't have a favourite game system, BUT...Rayman was the game that took me right through my childhood, absolutely loved it!

{I do occasionally play it now because I still have my 1st generation Playstation that I bought it with... See? I don't like to throw shit away because it holds memories for me man. Shut the fuck up, don't judge me.}

Another brown side effect of this answer: Rayman was my favourite because I only had like 3 games for my PS1 and the other two were shit. I was never allowed to spend more money on other games to play on it because, "Vhy ju need more? Ju got 3 already that we buy at same time as PS1 on special offer, so vhy ju vant to buy more, full price huh? Vhy?"

8. Favourite music artist? SPICE GIRLS. Scary Spice was my favourite. SNM.

Actually, I did also love S Club 7. Esssss Cluuuuuub, there ain't no party like an S Club party!

Ghetto boys, make some noise! Hoochie mamas, show your nanas!
LOL. SMH. Just brilliant. =D

9. Favourite candy? We just call them sweets here in the UK so does that include chocolate? To make it easier for myself, I'm going to pretend it doesn't..

Cherry drops! Skittles! Nerds! Sherbet sticks! Fruit Salad chewies! There are more but I'm growing tired of not being able to pick A favourite and having to make lists all over the place. I'm sorrrryyyyy, I just can't choose. =/

10. Favourite game (board game, school games, etc.)? I used to love Monopoly and if I had people to play it with these days who didn't cheat so much, I'd still love it. It took all the fun out of playing when you realise there's no point making any effort. Stupid fun-suckers. {Anyone else think that sounds slightly wrong? LOL oh well, you were warned when the blog started.}

11. Favourite book? The first set of books that come to mind when asked about childhood faves are the Harry Potter books. I love them. That is all there is to say.

{On this note, I've been to the Warner Bros. Harry Potter studio tour twice now and definitely recommend it to HP book/film lovers alike!}

When I was in primary school, I really liked Goodnight Mister Tom and though I've never read it again since then, it's still the second one that comes to mind.

Other books I spent a lot of time with as a kid were the Enid Blyton Famous Five books, Nancy Drew stories and Babysitters Club... I set out to read all the books in each of these series but grew out of them before I could. =(

12. What would you watch when you got home from school? Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Kenan and Kel, Fresh Prince, Saved By The Bell, Art Attack, Scooby Doo, Tom and Jerry, The Flintstones... Basically, I can't remember specifically what time I used to watch all of these but they were all favourites that I watched regularly. =)

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So that is my 90's tag all done and dusted.. I left out a few questions just because I didn't have relevant answers or I'd somehow already managed to answer it in another question.

Do you remember any of the stuff I mentioned? Or maybe you don't...why not do your own 90's tag and leave the link in the comments below. I promise to watch/read it if you follow follow follow! ;)

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Hokay, tata, see you, bye!
~B xxx

*SLUT ALERT* 

Look at all you horny people continuing to read ;)

 I is the S in SBW. Doesn't mean I'm easy. (well ish...) The Bitch has summed us all up to a tea (haha pun oh so intended) 

Apologies for the delay, apparently to get money you actually need to work... 

 Is it venting time yet? I shall start anyway ;) So! It randomly started pissing it down on a sunny as fuck day, when I was on my way back from work. No umbrella and in a rush, I decided to soldier through it and just run Bollywood style, praying my boobies don't knock me out. I power walk past a bunch of Asian guys and hear "Tip tip barsa pani..." (I was just as mortified) I don't understand their need to bust out in inappropriate song when they see some pum pum walking by.

 Does this happen to anyone else? Anyone else feel the need to shower after having an encounter with these gundeh? 

Short and sweet for the first post ;)

Asta la vista for now, behbeeee ;) 

Slut x

 

The B out of SBW

Looks like I'll be the first one to post out of the 3 of us then.

{Yes, there are 3 of us here.. aren't you all lucky? ;) }

Let me start by introducing you to SBW. The Slut, the Bitch and the Whore.

{Kind of reminds me of Narnia, but the porn version lol.}

Wait, stop! If you're continuing reading this because you think this is going to be some 'Confessions...' or 'Secret Diary of a Call Girl' type of thing, leave now because you are hugely mistaken.

We're all good girls. {Kind of.} But really, we just love tea.

And now you're wondering what that has to do with such rude nicknames.

We saw this and it just sort of stuck.

We have foul mouths and discuss all manner of inappropriate things, more often than not, with a mug of tea in our hands. It just seemed...well, appropriate!

You might have figured out from the title, I'm the 'Bitch' one.

{If you didn't until just now, well then...I don't have words to describe the lack of brain activity in your head.}

This is pretty much because I speak without thinking and have been known to suffer from foot-IN-mouth disease and say the wrong thing. A lot.

Hmm...what else to say? Weeeellllll, I guess I could tell you a bit more about us and what to expect from this blog, but...

SURPRISE! We don't even know where this is going.

We have a few things in common, the three of us. So there may well be a theme throughout our posts, coincidentally.

We're...

...young {in our 20's, not children, so paedophiles may leave now}

...female {probably stating the obvious at this point but whatevs}

...brown-skinned! {WOOP! cue lots of Bollywood references}

Oh and for some reason, everything we say has a sexual innuendo. Inn-u-endo. IN-YOU-endo.

{LOL! Okay, we may not be children, but we're immature as fuck.}

You know when the playlist is on shuffle and randomly chooses a song that matches whatever is going on in your life so perfectly?

Yeah? That just happened!

So I'm browsing through my social network profile. My pic is currently an Insta-edited selfie {I do hate that word, but it describes the type of image so perfectly} from when I was out in the sun with my shades on and then THIS plays on YouTube which I have running in the background:

{For any non-Asians or Asians that just don't understand Hindi - shame on you, Bollywood should be the be all and end all of your zindagi - this video has English subtitles I believe, so you'll still understand why it's so relevant.}

Oh, you want to know more about me you say? Erm, I mean, you *think*?

{Unless you talk out loud to yourself when you're alone, you weird person. *cough*I do it too.*cough*}

I've just recently graduated from uni and my studentbeans account upgraded {downgraded in my opinion} to a morebeans account where they send me newsletters depressingly reminding me I'm no longer a student AND unemployed.

{Click the links in the text. Go on, do it. Especially if you're in the same position as me. If you're still a student, however, go jump off a cliff, I hate you. No, but seriously, sign up to studentbeans because THEIR newsletters send you discount codes and vouchers and other stuff that students get excited about. Yay!}

So anyway, I'm job hunting for full-time roles {waaaaaa, I'm a grown up now} and part of the whole process of applying to 7582561275815 jobs is expecting a few polite rejections, which I have indeed received.

{None like these ones, thank God.}

What really {unreasonably, I know} pissed me off is when a week after rejecting my application, I get an email from a company asking me to do a 15-minute-long survey of their whole recruitment process.

Bitch please, you don't got time for me? I don't got time for you. Especially not to help you improve your systems!

{Maybe I should have done it and given them a load of stupid answers just to fuck with them muahaha.}

Okay, well I think that's me done for now.

Let me know what you think in the comments box below. Too short, too long? Anything, really! We'd just like to know if there's anyone out there reading the shit that goes on in our heads.

{No flames, please. That's not very nice. Actually, feel free to flame us... We're not shy. You'll get a piece of our minds and probably a juthi to your sar so hard you'll be singing "main toh ainvayi ainvayi ainvayi ainvayi lutgaya" for weeks to come.}

There's no Twitter or Facebook account set up for SBW right now and maybe we never will, so if you have something you'd like to say to us, do it here or email us at sbwjananis@gmail.com.

Hokay, tata, see you, byeeeee!