Friday, 16 May 2008

Fucking Glamour Models

I never want to work with glamour models EVER again.

Yesterday was one of the longest and most tiring days of my life. All because of some airhead bimbo Scottish bitch called Kimberly Lee, who I could happily beat to death with my bare hands. And unfortunately, I'm going to have to finish the shoot next Wednesday night and Thursday with her too.

Tuesday, 13 May 2008

Feeling content

For the first time in a long time I realised I am feeling really good about life.

I was walking home through Finsbury Park. It was a nice summer evening with people scattered around the grass, the breeze making leaves on the trees rustle and a swarm of starlings twittering above me.

It dawned on me that I am really content with my life right now. I have a great job that keeps me busy but gives me a sense of achievement, I'm now living with a boyfriend who makes me feel happy, puts a smile on a face and obviously really loves me, my flat is getting sorted out, my car is all sorted (although it needs waxing) and I've got enough money coming through by the end of the week to pay off my debts and give me a bit left to enjoy life with.

I got home and sorted more of Chris's things out. His Bose speakers really are good and I played a few of my favourite tunes from my new diamond iPod on it before watching a Sex and the City double bill.

Life. Is. Good.

Monday, 12 May 2008

Chris moves in

Chris came home at 4.30pm and woke me up. I felt better than I thought I would and had a shower. We decided to get something to eat before moving his stuff over to my flat.

We walked down a little path by the reservoir. It was LOVELY. We walked through Clissold Park with an ice cream and couldn't believe how great the weather was. There were lots of people in the park and it was just the perfect day.

Then we wandered down Stoke Newington Church Street until we found a nice little Greek restaurant and we ordered some mezze and pimm's. I drank a lot of water. Suddenly the excess of last night hit me and I started to feel really ill. I was sweating and could smell whiskey coming out of my pores.

After a while I started to feel better and we walked back through the park. Chris went back to his to get things ready and then I drove over. We started to pack up the car and bring things over to my place. It wasn't easy but we got it all onto the roof garden.

Then we had the hard part to do. We got his side board over and put it in the living room and then we had to carry the book shelf unit by hand from his to mine. It wasn't that hard in the end. We got that into the hallway.

By then it was 11pm and I needed food so I got some KFC and chips. I ate that while watching Hustle. Chris came back from his last trip home and we went to bed. Talk about shattered!

Sunday, 11 May 2008

Julian's Record Launch

I went to see Chris at his work and had some food and drinks. After that I went for a wander around Islington and it was lovely. Then I bought some clothes for summer. I got some shirts, a light pair of trousers and shorts as well as some flip flops and sunglasses. I put it on my card because I know that money from the bank will turn up on Friday.

Then I drove home and tried everything on. While watching Britain's Got Talent I decided to go to Julian Bennett's launch party at Heaven for his new single 'Camp Freddie'.

I put my new blue shirt on and headed down there for about 10.30pm. I saw Julian in the street and he told me that he'd see me inside. I went in and the first person I saw was Miss Kimberley. She introduced me to Chris Jepson who's a photographer for QX. He took lots of photos of us which was fun. Then Julian appeared again and introduced me to lots of people. There was one of the girls from X Factor there - the black girl with the big hair and great voice. Dusty O was there too and several other glamorous people. There was a photographer for OK Magazine there too and he took photos for me with Julian and several other people. He was nice and we hung out a bit.

Then Julian performed his song with some backing dancers. It was all a lot of fun. Then things got a bit blurry. I got really quite drunk in the main club and in the end decided it was time to head home. I got the bus and fell asleep on the bus so woke up in Wood Green somewhere. I got a taxi home and just got chatting to these two French boys outside the flat so invited them and their bottle of whiskey up to the flat.

Chris went to work and was laughing at how drunk I was. I had a great time with the two French boys and found out that it was Eduardo's birthday so we drank more and then passed out. At around 12.30pm they got up and headed out. I went to bed and passed out.