So for all of you that had thought that I had gone off the radar, you were probably correct… The past 5 weeks have been hectic to say the least…
It’s been my Birthday…. AHHHHHH!!!!

I have been off Globe trotting to Cannes for the film festival…

Monaco (just missing the Grand Prix, doh!)

and then finally got back last week from the land of the plastic Gangster known as Marbella….

Oh and of course filming my show PodfinderUK, where a new episode has just been released… you can find it at www.podfinderuk.mevio.com (shameless plugging but I like it!)
Phew, talk about not having time to have a scratch and all that…
So anyway, last night I went to the cinema with my mum to go and see the long anticipated film Sex and The City, and I can honestly say, that it met all of my expectations… I loved it! It had everything, laughter, tears and I even felt my little heart break on more than one occasion… I am truly a fan… apart from not being in my 30′s just yet, I am a single girl, living in the city, with a big group of girlie mates, living the life, dating the men, going to the hot places in town and going through the motions and for some reason, watching the film triggered off some unexpected thoughts that I haven’t stopped mulling over in my little blonde head all day….
I got to thinking about my self and as to why love never quite works out for me… To me, I am a great girlfriend… I cook, clean, love, am not jealous, believe in live and let live… but love always seems to end up going bad… Is it me? The men i go out with? or is it just not my time yet? I used to believe in fate and destiny, but as I get older I’m starting to get more cynical…. I have always thought that Mr Right would one day come along and sweep me off my feet and ride off into the sunset with me, but it seems to be Mr Wrong coming along, time and time again, and instead of being swept, I keep getting trampled on and I just can’t understand why… I mean, I’m not saying I’m perfect… I’m terrified of commitment, not in the sense that I can’t have a boyfriend, or am scared with living with someone, I’m talking about real commitment, babies, mortgages, marriage…. it scares the living crap out of me… I think it’s because I associate all these things with being a proper adult, and I’m so not in that place yet… I’m not sure I ever will be…. I’m also terrified of someone trying to control me. I used to date this guy who was very mentally manipulative… He called me names, would try and turn me against my friends and generally made me feel pretty shitty about myself, and for a while, he had me. Thank god that in the end, I was apparently so ‘awful’ that he eventually broke up with me, which in retrospect is the single, nicest thing he ever did for me, and set me free from the awful relationship. It took me about a year and a half to recover myself from that blow, and ever since I have promised myself that know one would ever do that to me again… and they haven’t… the only problem is, that as soon as any guy tries to tell me what to do I resist… well, not even resist… I rebel and usually do the complete opposite… If my skirt is to short, I’ll wear a shorter one, if someone wants me to stay in, I’ll stay out all night…. I know it’s wrong, but surely someone who loves me would want me to… well, just be… me?? So maybe I am contributing to my own downfall in the love life department, but surely, somewhere, there must be someone who understands and gets me… isn’t there? I see so many destructive, controlling relationships and frankly… that’s not how I roll…. and is there anything wrong for not wanting to just settle because everyone else has? I have been considering using this eHarmony promotional code after a friend’s success… We’ll see.
Originally I am from a medium sized town out in Kent where everyone, grows up, goes to school, makes their friends, gets a job, then marriage and then 2.4 children, and if you don’t do that people think there must be something wrong with you… Sometimes when I go home, call me paranoid, but I can feel people looking down there nose at me…. Why hasn’t Jo got a boyfriend? Oh, Jo you really should think about settling down? So Jo, when are you going to meet a nice man? So Jo, did the last one not work out for you either (sympathetic face always follows)… but what’s wrong in wanting more? I don’t want to just settle for someone…. I want someone who gets me, supports me, doesn’t judge… To me not wanting to enjoy your life, to rush into having children, to be willing to settle for anything less than your dream mate, to be content with just getting by… that’s wrong… for me anyway… there is a whole world out there that exists out of the mundane routine of the 9-5, so why not go and see it. live it. Whilst you have the chance to?? What’s wrong with that??
I dunno but it’s not only in my love life that I have put under the microscope over the last 24hrs… I have always seen myself as a good person.. I’m caring, considerate, not jealous of others and not overly competitive… I have always thought that if you acted kindly to others then that would eventually be re-paid but I honestly think I’m being sold short… It’s as though, for ever nice thing I do, someone else gets ahead in life and I’m starting to think when is enough, enough? Do you stop being kind? Do you start becoming a go getting bitch just to get where you wanna be in life? Or do you just take your chances and let it slide?
I don’t know if I could ever be horrible or vindictive to succeed, but it seems this is the quality you need in order to make something of yourself…. It’s always the attention seekers (who are generally riddled with insecurities), or the fake people that always seem to get noticed, whilst the modest, secure and undramatic ones amongst us seem to be dis-missed and swept under the carpet… It seems unfair… but i suppose that’s life… I don’t know if I like it but I can’t see a way of changing it…. for now.