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7:36 p.m. - 2009-10-15 first the good stuff though, Rome was AMAZING, i want to go live there for the rest of my life. it was everything i wanted and so much more. My first sight of the colosseum made me cry, it was just something i couldnt hold in, i'd waited so many years to see it and then it took my breath away so much that i just cried like a child. The whole hoilday was amazing though i think i was totally overwhelmed by something every day. We saw everything, pantheon, forum, many bath houses, circus maximus. Spent about 3 hours in the colosseum on the tuesday, and it was then that Dan suggested we come back later on all dressed up to celebrate finally getting to Rome. Me being me just thought this was a good idea, maybe anyone else would have been suspicious but not me, i was lovin the eternal city just too much. Anyhow we went back got all dressed up and went back to the colosseum. It looked really cool all lit up at night, and Dan being the photographer that he is decided to try and get a shot with no other people in so we went up some steps and found a little bridge from which to get a good shot as the rumbling of a thunderstorm began overhead. I was busy watching the lightning as dan was faffing (or so i thought) with the camera. So it came as quite a surprise to turn around and find him down on one knee 'mos vos matrimonium mehi' yep that strange guy i met in a pub 5 years ago proposed to me in a thunderstorm at the colosseum. He never caeses to amaze me. The ring was a little big so i couldnt wear it all week but i did all the time we were in the hotel, and for the one evening we went out to photograph everything at night. There is so much more that could be said about Rome but i'd never fit it all in, besided i think Dan is the only person who reads this anyway and he knows everything that happened. so that was the exciting huge news, now for the sad bit. I think its taken about 5 days to actually sink in, but right now my fifteen year old self hidden somewhere deep inside me is literally tearing herself to pieces over the loss of Stephen Gately, his face was all over my walls for at least 10 years along with the other boyzone lads. i have vivid memories of seeing them at the M.E.N so many times, so i'm having an hour to allow my fifteen year old self to let out all the sadness. thanks for the memories, goodnight Stephen. i think thats a big enough entry for now, it was just supposed to be the happy but the sadness deserved a mention. take it easy all and i'll see you soon i hope enjoy -x-
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