Tuesday, 25 January 2011

Regeneration.

Sorry for the depressing post before hand.
I was every level of breaking down. But I'm feeling a bit better now.
It'll take time as always for me to get back to my normal self.
But it'll happen.
So... Saint Fox is returning.
For now, I will be relying on you all to keep me sane.
I know it's a hard job. Because I've never been sane to begin with.
But that is your mission.
Reward: 1000xp & Staff of the Ancients (Rare)

So if you haven't guessed, El Santo Zorro is single again. I think that's the correct Spanish translation anyway. I never realised Zorro meant "Fox". Huh.
Pan made me a very happy guy, and I only hope that sometime soon, she can be happy aswell.

So what shall Saint Fox do!? Eh!?
He'll drink lots, he'll party lots and he'll eventually build himself back up.

Finally, I thank everyone who left me texts, Facebook posts and MSN messages with your best wishes and love. It all meant a lot, especially the ones coming from people I wouldn't have expected. You're all amazing.
Much love, speak soon.

Monday, 24 January 2011

Time out.

I haven't blogged in a while, because my life has been so amazing.
I was happier than I have been in years, and I was finally feeling good about everything.
Now I'm back to square one, I've lost all confidence in myself and I just wish I wasn't here.
I'll blog again some time in the future. When I feel there's a point in doing so.

Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Ugly confidence.

Alternative Title: Blog for boredom.

You know what I hate?
People who look like they have some form of syndrome (Down's for example) yet think they're amazing and act like the world should be licking their hole.
Not only are you disgusting on the eyes, but your personality isn't much better. So get the actual fuck and stop trying to make fun of others, when realistically, people all around you are making fun of you.

I realise that anyone reading this won't now who I'm talking about (infact, you might, who knows?), but this person makes every inch of my body cringe, and seeing them thinking they are something special disgusts me on a whole different level.

Now that I have that off my chest, I can get onto the other things going on at the moment.
... Oh wait, I've been doing fuck all.
So... to fill up space, here's me!
Fantastic.