Similes - what are they like?

I went to London a week ago to see one of my good friends from home. He's someone I can tell everything to, and I am not too bothered what he thinks of me. He's going to be my friend no matter what, and I am certain we'll remain close. We haven't known each other a huge amount of time, but we click. We're total opposites, but somehow that makes us fit together quite well. Like the age old cliche, fitting together like a jigsaw puzzle. I'm the rather jazzy piece with a couple of odd ends, he's shaded in more sensible colours, rounded edges, more whole.

This day has been my favourite out of the many of recent weeks. The coach trip was hideous, a ten hour round journey on public transport could never be described as exciting, but it was bearable. Waking up realising you've napped for the majority of the way with your head of your own shoulder in some awkward position isn't exactly the ideal. Especially when you then have neck cramp and notice you may have been dribbling for some of your nap. I am the epitome of all beauty. It's a good thing I don't wonder why I'm single because I think that pinpoints it.

Cutting it short, we had a bit of a tourist-inspired day out. Madame Tussauds, Covent Garden, Winter Wonderland, and dinner in Leicester Square. Pretty knackering for one day.

We ate these cupcakes.

And I found a boyfriend.

Big love, xo