Would your social media "friends and followers" care if you died?

Well, would they?

I suppose some would, and they start FB pages dedicated to you and your death, and so I guess some people would have followers and friends who do care. But apparently not me!

As talked about in my current vlog (two posts below this one) I talked about the experiment I did with my book, LIFE AND DEATH ADVENTURES IN LONDON, and it turns out, no one gave a crap.

You can have has many fans, friends and followers as you like, but we all know they don't give a crap about you.

Some people do have caring followers who will post on your blog, FB page, Twitter etc but overall, most people don't have anyone.

It seems you have to post about killing yourself to get a response, but then my experiment did that and it didn't work. So I guess the overall scheme of things is that not everyone has caring followers.

When I started this blog on Jan 1st 2009 it was to bitch about all things that annoyed me. It took three months to get one follower, and by the end of 2009, I had 24. About half left the occasional reply, we had good discussions going and by the end of 2010 I had over 40 followers.

But then life gets in the way and several followers have started blogs and closed blogs, have gone on to other things and places, have decided blogging was no longer the outlet they needed.

I get that. There are times I don't feel like blogging because I've run out of things to blog about. I take breaks, but aways find something in those breaks and when I get back to it again, there's nothing to blog about.

But my gripe is NO ONE replied to any of my "experiment" posts (except for one and she's not a regular replier), but the supposed "friends and followers" I thought were regular suddenly disappeared. And I suddenly felt very alone.

But that's my problem right?

Some people start a blog to be famous, thinking they'll strike it rich. Some start as an outlet to do something, others start to find people of a similar thinking to relate to because their home life is not fantastic and they need support as they cannot get it at home.

But when that support is pretty much nonexistant, it hurts.

Not that I was in a massive amount of pain from having no replies from my followers, but the few who were supportive for so long did nothing. And that was disappointing.

We all know from countless tv show stories that the people who follow us on FB, blogs, Twitter, MySpace etc aren't really our "friends", but you expect some support. You expect some replies. You expect the same dedication out of them that you show to them.

Or am I being waaaayyyyy too emotonal about all of this?

When I started my blog it was to find a place to bitch about all things annoying, two years later I blog to bitch but also because I have two books to publicise and would like my books to become famous, along with my blog and myself.

Are my followers going to help with that? No, unless they buy my books and pass it on to someone famous who loves it, or a book reviewer they know who gives it two thumbs up. But none of my followers have bought my books!

I'm not bagging out my followers, the few who remain are quite nice, I'm just feeling at the end of my tether.

What do I do? Where do I go? Do I continue with this and trying to publicise my books or just give up? But then I think giving up would be worse and be the lazy way out of it.

I'll be posting for another week and a half and then taking a four week break from blogging and vlogging. Deciding whether it's all worth it to continue. It probably will be. Maybe I just need a break to regenerise and reorganise my life and where I go from here.

Do I continue what I do? Do I change tact and go another way? Who knows. I don't!

Jewels xxoo

Australia's Prime Minister Julia Gillard presents an ARIA to Kylie Minogue. WHY?

Last night the ARIA's (Australian Record Industry Awards) were on and for the love of God, our bitchface Prime Minister, Julia bitchface Gillard, presented Aussie singer (although she's lived in London for the last, what? 20 years) Kylie Minogue.

Now what in the fucking hell was she doing there?

She's a bit like the Prime Minister she stabbed in the back for the leadership (Kevin Rudd) in thinking they are more popular than they actually are. She's an up herself bitch who thinks she doesn't have to listen to the "people" of Australia and she can run the country how she likes whether WE like it or not.

If you've read my blog or watched my vlogs, you'll know how much I hate her guts. Last week on Twitter someone called her a dog. WHO GIVES A FUCK! I think she's a bitch and a cow. We all have the right to freedom of speech yet unfortunately some people think they have the right to turn around and tell us that what we say is wrong and not "allowed".

We either have free speech or we don't!

If someone wants to call her a dog so be it. Like I wrote, she's a cow and a bitch and that's my personal opinion and I'm entitled to it!

SO COME AND GET ME BITCH!!!!!

Jewels xxoo

Do your social media "friends and followers" give a shit about you? Why my experiment didn't work! MY WEEKLY REVIEW VLOG!

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My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 24th, 2011

I’m going away peeps. I don’t know where but I’ll be gone awhile. Your messages, tweets and emails have meant a lot but I need to go away. I can’t cope anymore. I need to stop the pain. I need to make it go away. I need to go away. I need to make the pain go away.

Bye peeps,

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 21st, 2011

It’s Monday and I’m still alive. Not doing well. Barely sleeping. 45 pill a day popping. Can barely stand sometimes. Head’s always pounding and I can’t see out of my left eye still.

All in all, it’s a fucking horrible day.

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 19th, 2011

Yes peeps, as you can see by the photo of my hideously deformed self, I am still alive and this is how bad I look. Don’t believe any of the stories out there. There are only two people you can believe when it comes to me. That’s my publisher and myself. If anyone else dares post or talk about me and what they know, punch them in the head for me.

Now, I’ve been told I can’t fly home for awhile so I’ll be stuck here in dreary old England recuperating. Well, more like hiding out since I’m uglier than Frankenstein’s monster at the moment. But I will try to post occasionally, letting you know what I’m doing. Right now I’m typing this and I’m tired and my head is killing me and clearly I’m going to need something to keep me busy. Who knows, maybe I’ll write another book. But if typing this is making me tired, then God knows what a book will do to me. Can’t do that no more peeps, so I’m signing off.

See you all later.

Jewels xxoo

PRESS RELEASE: AUTHOR, LADY JEWELS DIVA®, SURVIVES HORRIFIC INJURIES IN CAR ACCIDENT

Hello everyone, I'm Bob Sampson from UK Publishing, and I'm using Lady Jewels's blog to get the press release out there.

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 10th, 2011

Got to go to the London Tower and Madame Tussauds today peeps. The Royal jewels are un-freakin-believable. I leaned so close at one stage I nearly fell into the case. The guard didn’t like that. He took a few steps toward me and gave me a scowl.

I threw one back!

Sigh. If only I could take them home. I saw one piece that would look fabulous on me dahlings!

See, take a look at these!

Nice! Right?

Yes well from one royal jewels to another I’m nearly done editing my book and we’ve chosen a cover. It’s all happening so quickly.

I can’t believe it’s already a week since I flew into this country and tomorrow’s a full week of me being here.

Before I go, I’ve organised a meeting with some followers on Saturday. We’ll take some pics to tweet so you’ll be part of the get together.

Until then peeps.

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 9th, 2011

See, I told you I may not blog until now, coz I was right.

Yesterday was BUSY!!!!!

I spent all day at UK Publishing looking over possible covers, having my say on it, coming up with promotional stuff like what kind of posters do we want to advertise the book? Did we want any other kind of stuff? Bookmarks, key rings etc. We’re keeping it simple, just posters and bookmarks.

As for today, there was more editing and more promotional. Hope you all enjoyed the pics I tweeted. Here they are again for those who didn’t see them the first time.

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 7th, 2011

I edited all morning then had lunch out. Megan’s hilarious. I can’t believe she recovered so well from Saturday night. I still feel like shit. She looks a million bucks. I asked her what her secret was.

“I’m twenty-five,” she said.

Fuck you! I thought.

She took me to the Sherlock Holmes Museum for a few hours and now I’m ready for bed. Tomorrow’s going to be busy so I may not blog until Wednesday or Thursday.

See you then peeps.

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 6th, 2011

OH!!!!!

MY!!!!!

FUCKING!!!!!

GOD!!!!!

What the hell did I do last night?????

Went to a club, that’s what!!!!!

No…..wait…..

Make that…..SEVERAL clubs!!!!!

We started early and ended late. The noise rattled my eardrums so badly they’re still going and it’s seven!!!!!

AT NIGHT!!!!!

Ugh!!!!!

All I remember is running into a few celebs but you know that coz I tweeted pics. Had a few Pepsi Maxes, got to see all the fireworks of Guy Fawkes Day and the London night-life, all strong hard manly inches of him. Who? Fucked if I know! It was clearly too much for my psyche because I slept in then wandered around the neighbourhood for awhile, watched a bit of TV, slept some more and now I’m online.

And now I’m off. See ya tomorrow peeps.

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 5th, 2011

It’s been another long day here in London peeps. This time I was with Megan. She’s going to be my tour-guide and chauffeur when she’s not being my editor and slave driver. But I told her the week is for working and the ends are for playing. And I plan on playing big time peeps.

BIG. TIME!!!!!!

She drove us to the London Eye and tried to get me on it but I refused. Of course I did. I hate heights.

And I mean I HATE HEIGHTS!!!!!

She even started begging, telling me I wouldn’t be a ‘proper tourist’ if I didn’t go on it.

I laughed at her. “Are you kidding me,” I said. “That’s bullshit and I’m not going to believe it.”

So upon realising she couldn’t scare the bejesus out of me she took me shopping along the river in a nice part of London. I bought a few bits and pieces and we lunched at Fifteen, Jamie Oliver’s restaurant.

I’m now back at the hotel for a few hours before we go out again. Megan wants to get me to a club. And I was hard to convince but decided why not. So now I’m supposed to be resting, in which case I’d better go. Here are my pics from today and I’ll see you all tomorrow.

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 4th, 2011

Hey there peeps!It’s been a long day but here’s what went down.

I got to meet my publisher and his wife and I signed my book contract.

See the happy snaps of us. Yes, that’s me looking slightly dazed and confused!

Then we went to a great restaurant for lunch. Yes, that’s me stuffing my face and Bob drinking his second bottle of champagne.

And look at all the places I got to see on my trip around town.

Anyhoo, it’s been a long day and I’m logging off now. I’ll let you all know tomorrow what frivolity I get up to. By the way, has anyone found Dominic Power yet?

Jewels xxoo

My Adventures in Merry Old England: November 4th, 2011

Well peeps, as you know from my Twitter pics, I’m here in London.

That’s London, England for those who don’t know. And if you still don’t know, check a map. I’m going to be journaling my ten day adventure here in merry old London, letting you know about my publishing deal, the places I go, the things I see, the men I do…oops, I mean, the things I do. I’ll reprimand my bad self later. In the meantime, I’ll post the pics I’ve uploaded on Twitter just so you can see them all again and I can brag.

Oh look, there’s the airport at home.

The plane that’s going to, no, make that, did fly me.

Heathrow.

And the view outside my window.

I’m not sure if I’ll be blogging in the morning or night. All depends on the sights I’m seeing, the places I’m being and the men I’ll be doing…oops, there’s my dirty mind again.

So until tomorrow peeps, can someone tell me where actor Dominic Power is?

Jewels xxoo