i'm lost in your eyes

Vacations are finally over. Bummer. I could really use another week or two to unwind and relax. Don't get mew wrong, this past week was quite relaxing, but it started off with such a bang that it took me all week long to take it all in. But let me rewind. Super Boy's BFF, Arsty, turned 21 this past Tuesday, and she decided she wanted to celebrate in Oaxtepec, since her boyfriend/boy toy/lover/whatever had a house there, with a pool and everything. So she invited several of her friends, including Super Boy, the Joker and myself to spend Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday there. I was really looking forward to the weekend, especially since I was certain Super Boy and I would have the long due talk about us there. But of course, my adorable school had to butt in and ruin it for me. Turns out I had an exam on Saturday morning, at 7 am sharp. Whopee-freaking-doo. Super Boy then told me that the Joker was also leaving until Staurday, since he had classes until late Friday night. Since he was taking his car, Super Boy arranged it so he picked me up and we left the city together. You can only imagine just how much I was looking forward to that trip. One hour and a half of the Joker's obnoxious self, with no one else around but me to listen to his lame ass jokes. I was certain it would be awful, but I was willing to put up with it as long as I could spend the rest of the day in the pool, with Super Boy. I kept telling myself 'it's worth it Cristina, it's worth it,' but turns out I didn't have to brain wash myself so.

I have no idea what got into him that day, but it was a pretty nice trip. We talked about him and his girlfriend, Fanny Mae, and their issues, and we talked about Super Boy and I, and our issues. It was actually...kinda nice. Like entering a bizarre twilight zone where it is discovered the Joker is actually a human being. There were no real problems other than slight traffic, at least until we reached the small town of Oaxtepec. For those of you that don't have the pleasure of knowing it, there is this large, kinda famous water park there, you know, with the slides and the pools and everything. But it's kinda....'pueblerino' for lack of a better word. So of course you can only imagine the type of people that go there. But we didn't have much trouble with the people, at least until some moron decided he didn't have anything better to do but crash his car against us. For real. Everything was going perfect, until we realized we had passed the exit we were supposed to take, and when we were turning, some asshole was reversing his car (a tiny Golf, mind you) like he owned a frickin trailer, and even though the Joker honked like a mad person, the idiot still managed to bump against our driver's door.

By that moment, I had passed the 12-hour-with-no-food-ingestion barrier, and the heat was unbearable, so you can imagine the Grinch in me was awakening. But still, I tried to remain cool as the two men settled the dispute and called their insurances. Thankfully, the Joker's good mood still hadn't dissipated, and he called Arsty to arrange someone to come pick me up. I was forever grateful, since I was minutes away from passing out. Sure enough, several minutes later Super Boy and some friends came along, and I drove away to the house while he stayed with the Joker until they settled the matter. I have never been more glad to see shade, a Coke and a chair in my life. As I regained strength, Arsty filled me in on the panic that had struck all the people at the house when they received word that we had crashed. She was especially emphatic (of course) on the fact that Super Boy almost went insane with the worry, a thousand and one different scenarios playing in his mind about what had or could happen to me. That made my day.

Later that evening, we were all sitting around the dinner table, talking and laughing, and since the Joker had brought along his stereo and all the equipment, we had loud music too. Someone put in one of Artsy's CD's, and Fall for you by Secondhand Serenade started playing. If you haven't heard it yet, I strongly recommend it. It's a beautiful song, one that Super Boy and I first heard back when we were still apart but acting like we were dating. So of course he asked me to dance, and we slow danced our way through that song as well as other equally romantic ones like Love Story by Taylor Swift. Then, one song started playing, called Fui by Reik. That song was among the many I played over and over two or three weeks after Super Boy broke up with me. I told him so as we danced, and he simply smiled and said 'well then let's make a good memory now' and kissed me. That just killed me. Then Everything by Lifehouse started playing, and it's one of our songs, and right then I realized I had completely forgotten about the rest of the people in the house, about everything other than him and me, dancing close together, staring into one another's eyes. Yes, it's all very cheesy, but please bear with me, I'm on cloud nine.

Anyway, after the romantic songs were over, we sat down again and after a while I went to bed, because I was exhausted. I hadn't really slept well all week, and my body begged me for it. The next day, after playing Jeopardy and Charades for a while, Artsy and her boyfriend went to sleep early, leaving only the Joker, Super Boy and me, since her friends had left that morning. The Joker left us for a moment to talk on the phone with Fanny Mae since they were having several issues, and Super Boy asked me to come out to the porch with him. After a while of sitting there, staring up at the sky and talking about random nonsense, he turned to me and said 'ok, so remember what we talked about last week? Whatever you decided, whether you think I'm good for you or not, is only for you to know. You don't have to share it. Now it is my turn to ask though, as cheesy and corny as it will sound.....will you be my girlfriend?' Holy mother mary. I was shocked. Beyond shocked, I was astounded. Never in my life would I have imagined him asking me that. To me, we were technically back together, and since he had always made his feelings about that sort of formalisms clear, I never thought he would ask me. I managed to overcome my astoundment for a moment, of course, to mutter a 'yes' with all the strength I could muster. Then he went on to say how the moment wasn't the movie-perfect moment I probably had imagined, etc., but I cut him off by saying it had been perfect. Of course, every girl dreams about that moment, and thinks about all the possible ways it could happen, but in the end, no matter how it happens, it will always be perfect.

A few minutes later, I asked him what had made him change his mind, since he had seemed so intent on never getting back together. I cannot paraphrase his entire speech, but it went something along the lines of: 'I realized I never stopped feeling for you, I am trying to become a better person, and when I sat down to think about how I could become a better man, amidst the answers was you, you make me be a better man, and I like the sort of person I become when I'm with you.' After that, how can you not melt? What could a guy possibly tell you to top 'you make me a better person'? That was the cherry on top of the cake, and since then I'm floating on cloud nine. Forgive me if I'm not particularly eloquent today, but yesterday I couldn't get a wink of sleep due to the heat, and I'm really tired. I just needed to share the recent events with you all.