Before I go into detail about my most recent shenanigans, I first would like to apologize for not updating my personal blog on a regular basis. My emotions have run wild and I’ve had mixed feelings as to whether or not I should actually publish everything here for all the world to see. Then I remembered why I started blogging in the first place and I decided to write this post. So, here goes…

I’m happy to say that Nick and I are back together again. Fine, I know… I made a promise to break the cycle and I broke my own promise by going back into this relationship but I love him and that’s that. Thinking about it now, it was actually a really stupid promise to make. Never promise yourself anything when it comes to matters of the heart because most of the time you’ll end up breaking your own promise which is not very healthy for personal development or self-esteem.  Even though Nick and I still rarely see each other I am happier knowing that he is a part of my life and that one day we will be living together. We’ve been in and out of this relationship for about six years now which is a pretty long time considering most gay relationships don’t even last one month. I guess we might actually stand a chance at having a happy future together after. As cliché as this may sound, we could actually grow old together. On the contrary I could just be living in an emotional dreamworld where none of this is real? I don’t know. I guess only time will tell.

In other news: I’ll be arranging a Blue Waffle staring competition where the winner get’s to eat the Blue Waffle. – Actually NO, I’m just kidding shrugs and if you don’t know what a Blue Waffle is, please DO NOT Google it, I mean it! Don’t! But if you’re one of those people who will probably go ahead and search for it anyway please keep in mind that it is totally NSFW! Now, moving on…

You may have noticed the decrease in ads and links on my blog: This is because one of my sponsor contracts has recently expired and unfortunately won’t be renewed until the next New York Fashion Week. So until then I’m sponsor-less and broke (insert self-pity and antidepressant prescription here) unless someone else feels that sponsoring my website will be beneficial to them in some way. But, until then the bills need to be paid so, if you find me on the street corner flashing my junk at passerby geriatrics spamming my blog with freelancing information or affiliate links you’ll know why and I apologize in advance to those who only come here for, well.. whatever it is that you come here for. But please, keep on coming as I truly value your support for without you I’d probably still be stuck in some dead end job making someone else rich while I work as an underpaid African slave. Yes I know I’m not black but I’m currently in South Africa and since I was born here that technically makes me African right? This whole skin color and race thing confuses me, we’re all human! Who cares what color your skin is? I should actually be called and Earthling not an African because I was born on this planet and should be free to go and live wherever I want on this planet. But, thanks to religion and power hungry racists we’re all limited to the countries in which we were born unless we spend a lot of time and money on emigration procedures which at the end of the day may not even be successful. But that, is another subject all together.

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