funny how things change

Last Thursday, a couple of my friends came up with the brilliant idea of going to Chili's and taking advantage of their 'Thursday's are martini nights' to get crazy-ass drunk, since all drinks cost $35 until 11 pm. Quite honestly, I felt like the last time I had gone out (which technically had been two weeks earlier) had been light years away, and I was really looking forward to heading out and having fun. You all know me, and thus know I'm not the sort of gal to get plastered whenever she has the chance. Actually, I don't think I've ever gotten plastered per se, I've only yet managed to reach that 'I'm really happy and I'm having a blast without having to depend on anyone else to get home or do something stupid and/or humilliating' level that I'm comfortable at. If there is one thing I cannot stand, it's loosing control of myself, and so I find it hard to keep on drinking once I reach that point, because I'm afraid I'll loose it and God knows where I'll wind up. Not to mention the hilarious stories people will have to fill me in on about all the ridiculous things I said and did that I won't remember. Therefore, I knew in advance I was going to wind up moderately drunk, but I was sure many of the friends that would be going would wind up plastered, and I must admit, it is one guilty pleasure of mine to laugh about all the ridiculous things people do and say when they are out of their minds drunk.

Anyway, since both Super Boy and I had class until ten, by the time we arrived many people were already quite merry. We were a small group, but we managed to create an excellent ambiance. Drunk n' Rowdy, of course, was there, much to his misfortune the only one without a date. The Philosopher was there was well, with his girlfriend (Super Boy's ex girlfriend, I might add) la Gioconda, who had come up with the idea in the first place, and a good friend I hadn't seen in a while now whom I'll refer to as Miss Sassy, along with her boyfriend. She came to live with us only a few weeks after I did, but she wasn't a student. Godzilla hired her to manage the place, and we became really close in the few months she lived there. She was the one that talked me into giving Super Boy a chance in the first place, and we started talking zumba lessons together. But like all the people that have worked there, she started having issues with Godzilla, and finally, she left in mid-October. Since then, I only saw her a couple more times, and even though we both promised to keep in touch, life got in the way and I wound up not knowing anything until that day. Turns out, she had kept in touch with la Gioconda, and she was working at the Ministry, only a few floors down from where I was. Small world, huh?

To be completely honest, I was looking forward to seeing everyone but la Gioconda. You all lovely readers of this blog know the history, and you all know what I think of her. I admire the fact that she had the courage to apologize and take responsability for what she did, but many parts of her personality still irritated me beyond belief and so I knew there was no way we could ever be anything more than acquaintances, the sort that only happen to meet because their respective boyfriends are best friends. She's fine in small doses, but after spending several hours with her, I end up cursing the skies and paying attention to anything other than what is coming out of her mouth. I'm sure her intentions are good, but she's just too in your face for my tastes. Or well, at least that's what I thought of her until last Thursday. I know many of you will frown and say 'oh cristina don't be a silly goose,' but I kinda think she's all right now. More than all right....verging on pretty cool. Nothing specifically happened or was said to make me change my mind, it was just the course of the whole evening that had me realize she's not such a terrible person and I shouldn't give her such a hard time. I have a history of judging people by first impression, and more often than not my first impressions aren't correct.

I had an awesome time, and since we were only three girls, Miss Sassy, la Gioconda and I talked a lot, so I can safely say part of it was due to them. We have more in common than I would have imagined, and by the time la Gioconda, in her drunken state, proclaimed she had decided I was a good friend of hers, I realized I kinda thought the same thing. She even extended an invitation to spend the upcoming long weekend at her father's ranch, which rumor has it is awesome (he has horses! as in live, breathing, cute horses!) and the weekend of June 7th as well, to celebrate her birthday. Before that night, I would probably have faked a smile and thanked her politely, like my mother taught me, but on the inside I would be laughing and eye rolling, thinking 'for real woman? do you honestly think I want to spend more time than absolutely necessary with you?' But now I thought 'sounds fun, I'll run it with my parents as soon as I can.'

I'll keep you updated on upcoming events between her and I, but I have a feeling this could turn out to be a good thing. I know I have a problem with people not liking me, and I know I have an obsessive compulsion to go out of my way to get everyone to like me that borders on the insane, so I'm sure many of you are thinking this is just a manifestation of that particular obsession, and that she has some sort of machiavelian plan to ruin my life (again), especially now that Super Boy and I are officially back together, but I just ask for one chance. I'll be extremely cautious, I promise, and I won't let myself be swept away by her charm. But if there's even the slightest chance of a good friendship here, I must pursue it and see where it takes me. If things don't turn out well, I can simply shrug and walk away, satisfied that I didn't let my picky self get in the way of what could have been a good friendship. Besides, liking her will definitely make my life easier, since I see her or hear from her A LOT, and my insides will thank me when they don't have to wrench anymore at the sight of her. We'll just see how that works out ok?