Well first of all; Rome. Hard to put in words but I will try. Fucking amazing. The most romantic city I have ever been too and sharing it with Dan was incredible. We went to the Collosium which was breathtaking and Vatican City which was also insane. We climbed about a million stairs to the top of St. Peters cathedral which was horrible in the ridiculous heat but well worth it once we got to the top.The view was insane. We ate out at lovely restaurants and ate lots of Italian ice cream which is to die for. We did lots of shopping and LOTS of walking. The city was beautiful and our hotel was so cute. It all went so smoothly, I was waiting for something to fuck up, being mugged, losing something, getting lost etc, but we were lucky (apart from everything being FUCKING expensive.) Coming back to Brighton was miserable, I never wanted to leave. I highly recommend going.
In other news I am trying desperately to make a decision about which uni to go to, where to live etc. It's stressing me out a lot but hopefully visiting London met this weekend will help me make up my mind.
Other than that I joined the gym and have been going quite a lot. It's making me feel a lot better but I need to stop smoking altogether because after an hour at the gym I am close to throwing up every time. Hopefully this will all be worth it in the long run.
I was going to right even more of an essay on here but it turns out I'm late for work so see ya x
