Here we go again...

I'm really sorry, but I guess you knew it would happen sooner or later. Yes, I'm going to write a mushy blog. I apologise in advance, and anyone who hears me out wins a prize.

As many of you don't know, last night was bonfire night. I'm not going to go into the history of it now, but it's a tradition in our family to go to my grandparents' house and have a big tea. If in England, we would have fireworks and a bonfire, but in Australia those are banned so we play with sparklers instead.

The thing is, she came with us last night to my grandparents'. She's already had the "meet the parents" thing, but meeting the grandparents is a whole new watermelon. I think she enjoyed it too, although you might have to ask her.

My reason for writing this blog though was the feeling I had all night. I know that out of our friendship group we have one of the shortest-running relationships at nearly ten months, but I get the feeling that what we have is something enviable by many teens.

Take the stuck-up, brainless "popular" guys for instance. Sure, in my supervised study lesson they talk about how awesome they are cause they had sex with 5 girls on the weekend and they're cheating on their "girlfriend" and all that junk, but I can bet that they haven't had a relationship as long or as perfect as Muffy's and mine.

Because I can't ever see myself breaking up with her. There's nothing about her that really annoys me, and we're really comfortable around each other. I trust her. And every time I think of the future, she's in it, and I'm praying that that will never change. I want to be with her forever, and it's quite a profound feeling that I don't reckon many teens will experience for a while. I love her.

P.S. Sucked in! No prizes for you!
P.P.S. Yes I did say watermelon. Scroll back up and check if you like.