So last night the Punchbowl Girl sits me down and says she wants to talk about us.
This sounds bad but instead of bursting into tears and screaming "no this isn't fair," I say. "Sure what's up."
She says that we've been having a lot of fun and she wants to know if I'm just hanging out with her or if I'd like her to be my girlfriend.
I tell her that I thought it was a given we were boyfriend and girlfriend especially after the whole spandex thing and she says no.
Then I say that I'd like her to be my girlfriend very much.
Then we kiss and it's all looking like it's going to be a happy ending until she tells me that she's off tomorrow for a week long holiday with her family.
Then I burst into tears (I don't really but it's funny because it refers to me doing something I thought I was going to do earlier but didn't do). I huffed a wee bit because the truth is I'm going to miss her while she's away.
I'm turning into a sappy boy. Oh dear.
