It's 4am. Can't sleep.
Oh wow. Missing my boy so much.
The longer I am in London the more I don't really like it. It's weird, when I was on contiki last time heaps of the girls were saying they didn't like
London a whole lot and I thought they had to be crazy... But I don't know. It's kinda gloomy. And busy. And I find myself just wanting the contiki to start so I can get over to Europe.