Hello everyone! It's sunny out and that makes me very happy. I had a manic weekend. Thursday night I went to Jordan's gig at the Ivory Rooms with motorbike Paul, Rusty and Tony. The gig was great and since Tony was driving, the rest of us got a little merry. When it finished we weren't ready to go home so went to Sugar Hut to see Steve where it got even messier. Rusty ended up staying at mine and the nest day we woke up to pounding heads.
Friday I had two really important meetings in London so I drove up there in my monster truck with a bottle of lucozade and a packet of head ache tablets. One meeting was about a big TV show I'm going to be doing and one was with a Literary Agent, who is going to be doing all my book deals on the future. The first meeting, the TV people took me out for lunch, which was lovely and we had a very nice time. They kept laughing at people's reactions to me (they found it fascinating how some people react when they see a "face") and the funniest moment was when one of the waiter's though no one else was looking and looked me straight in the eye sexily and licked his lips at me!!!! Comedy. The meeting with the agent was brilliant too. He's coming from exactly the same place as me and wants to get moving on my first novel and sex guide. I'm very excited!!
My last meeting didn't finish til about 4.30pm and I was going out in London that night so there was no point going all the way back to Essex. Instead, I phoned Kyle and went to meet him. We drove back to his house and had something to eat there. We freshened up and drove to Sport's Café a bit later to go to Jordan's gig. When the gig was finished I went on to China Whites with Kyle and Tony. Lauren was going to come too but she trod on some glass in Sport's Café and had blood spurting out of her big toe so my mum and dad took her home. The gig was amazing as per normal. Loads of people turned up who had seen the gig advertised on Jord's web page and they all loved it. A girl I met on a TV show for MTV came too. She's called Laura, I met her while I was dressed in a pig suit - I'll tell you all about it another time as I don't think I'm allowed to say anything just yet. It was lovely to see her too though.
Tony gave me a piggy back the whole way from Sport's Café to China Whites, which was great - I'd been in high heels since 9am and was having trouble walking by midnight. He treated it like a work out and trudged up Haymarket puffing with me on his back! China Whites wasn't as good as it normally is. There was a big fight in the VIP room so we left after that to get food. The last thing I want to see on a night out is violence! It wasn't pretty; in fact it made my stomach turn to see a guy being battered by another guy! What is wrong with men?!
Saturday morning Kyle and I got up and went for a fry-up with my brother. We then did a bit of shopping, had a sun bed and came back to mine to watch a film. Later that night we got dressed up to the nines and went with Lauren to Brentwood. We did a bit of a bar crawl and ended up in Sugar Hut again. Syd Owen was there (I'm a Celebrity Winner) and we had a bit of a catch up. He told me he's doing a film and also randomly writing a cook book!! My baby Kenz was there too. He's looking a lot better after being glassed in the face by some freak. We had a little kiss (see gallery) and long chats. Jordan was an absolute diamond; he dropped us in Brentwood, came back to meet us for a little while in Sugar Hut and then went home. When it finished at 2am, he called and asked if we needed picking up and then drove all the way back to get us. I don't know what came over him but it was lovely! Oh and I nearly forgot to mention; I snogged the fit 21 year old with the tattoos again. After I pulled him a few weeks ago, he told me that he was getting back with his ex and that he "wanted me to know as he didn't want to mess me around" - sweet of him to be honest but No 1. I only wanted a bit of fun with a gorgeous man and No 2. I think that secretly he's scared of me. After all, my reputation isn't that of being shy if you know what I mean. Anyway, I somehow ended up in his big tattooed arms and loved every minute of it.
Sunday I woke with the worst hangover of all time. I had a driver waiting outside to take me and Kyle to the airport and I honestly didn't know if I was going to make it into the car! Kyle was shouting at me to sort myself out and I hurriedly packed a case (in between being sick - I'm never drinking again!). We did make it onto the plane; but only just! We arrived in Dublin at 1pm and spent the afternoon lying on the bed in our hotel room ordering room service. That night I was taken to the TV studios where I was the special guest on the Podge and Rodge show. It's the biggest show in Ireland and has just won an award. Podge and Rodge are two puppets that interview the guests and the two boys that do the movements and voices are the same two boys that did Zig and Zag. It was a brilliant show. I loved it!! Afterwards we all had a bit of a drink in the bar and then me and Kyle went back to our hotel where we stayed up all night chatting and laughing. We were too tired to go out but a night of reminiscing was just what we both needed. Our cheeks hurt from laughing by the time we turned the lights of to go to sleep.
The next day we had a bit of a lie-in (I wanted to get a massage and reflexology but the hotel salon was hut cos of the Bank Holiday) and then landed back in England at around 3pm. My brother was doing a day-time gig at our mates pub in Brentwood; the Horse and Groom so we got our driver to take us straight home, dropped our bags off, freshened up and went straight to the pub where all our other mates were. We had a good old dance and sing-song and Jord got Tony up on the mike to sing Blueberry Hill. When the gig finished we all went into Brentwood to get food and then went to another pub. There was about 30 of us out by then and we all made the decision to go to a local nightclub. We persuaded one of the crew to drive Jordan's van and after 5 boys going home with Jordan to help unload it; twenty of us piled in the back and got taken to the club. We felt like the A Team in the back - it wasn't the classiest way to travel but it was very funny. Jordan lined the whole floor with pillows and cushions so it was quite comfy. I was the only girl out with 19 boys! Total carnage. They forced me to get on the shots and before I knew it I was pole-dancing for all the boys! At around 1.30am, I felt the need to eat some food and try to sober up so Steve and I slipped out and ran to the local dirty kebab shop to get chips with cheese and burger sauce on. Lovely. We had managed to get the van keys off Stiffy (the guy who was driving) so we took it back to the van to eat and everyone else piled out an hour later. We got dropped home (God love Stiffy) and Steve stayed at mine. That brings us to yesterday. We got up and went for a fry-up in the Horse and Groom and then met up with Jord and Tony in the park to feed the ducks and take Paddy for a walk. The ducks are all starting to have babies now so I was over the moon. So far there are two sets of ducklings. They are tiniest little bundles of yellow fluff! Me and Steve fed them and jumped around in excitement. We then came back to mine where we watched a bit of TV and tried to decide what to do for the night. In the end, we went to a posh restaurant that Jordan chose (being trained as a chef means he's very fussy about where he eats) and came back to mine after to watch a film.
And that's that. A heavy weekend - lots happened, a fit bloke along the way and a little bit of work. Perfect. Today I am heading into Brentwood with Steve to get a sun bed and have a look in a clothes shop and then I am coming home to get ready for tonight. It's the FHM 100 sexiest women party tonight and I'm looking forward to it. I haven't been to an event in ages. They just don't interest me that mush anymore but the FHM one is always good. They provide a driver for the night and it's free drink so expect funny stories tomorrow!
Before I go; flicking through a magazine this week I notice that Preston was asked if he has ever been chatted up by a celeb and he said "yes, Jodie Marsh". Let's just get one thing straight. While I was in the house of hell, the only thing I said about him that could get anywhere near his definition of "being chatted up" is this: "they're all hideous but if I really had to snog one of them it'd be Preston as he's the best of a bad bunch". Chantelle who is now claiming to be in love with him (publicity stunt engagement) agreed with me and said "yeah he's the best of a bad bunch". We sat and laughed about the lack of fit men in the house. When Preston was touring with Paul Weller he had credibility with his band; now that he's trying to stay famous by pretending to me in love with Chantelle, he's lost all credibility and the only fans he has now are young girls who don't know anything about real music (the type who think that Rachel Stevens is good). Preston is a little boy who wishes he'd been out with a real woman. I did not chat him up and never would. Now Paul Weller - that's a different story. I'd give him a good time alright, no questions asked. Preston needs to grow up and stop coming out with ridiculous comments to try and make a name for himself. I don't want to be brought into his fake desperate world. If he wants to go out with (or pretend to go out with) a fake bint like Chantelle then fine. If he wants to do all the stupid stunts and look like a wally in the eyes of anybody who has any credibility then fine. I wish him luck with his fake life. I do NOT wish to be involved in it or lied about. In fact I don't even want him to talk about me ever again. I was nothing but nice to him in the house and even after we came out and I saw him, I was still nice to him. Now the little boy is turning into a female version of Chantelle (saying things just to get in newspapers) and it doesn't suit him. I know he's young and silly but there's no excuse for telling lies. If Preston grew a foot, put on some weight, developed a personality and some muscles, grew some balls and half a brain then maybe, just maybe I'd be interested in him but let's face it - that's not going to happen. Preston mate - stick to your cheap stunts with your cheap bird and leave me out of it.
Have a good day people. I'm off to get ready for a big party.
xxxxxx
P.S there are new pics in the gallery and if you want to hear my brother Jordan's songs (who is a REAL credible musician/singer/songwriter) then click here:
www.myspace.com/jordanandthesection
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