So I forgave her. We went out for "Fridays" tonight, and I offered a little back-story into why her little attitude set me off this week. Note: I've never been able to be successfully "mad" at someone for more than a few days. And she had a "day off". Anyway, a few shots and beers later, we were cool.
I never offered really why I was upset, but I got the idea across never to fuck with me that way. And, it's so superficial how I could get over this, right?
We ended the night with a friend of hers joining us and relieving the tension, which leads me to believe that Party Girl is a little smarter than she lets on. We can definitely remain friends. But I'm gonna be a little more cautious on my part. No need to batter down the hatches so soon. I do genuinely feel like she's a good person. But I give her the fact that she's a few years younger and therefore doesn't see all the shit she yet has to go through to truly appreciate where I'm coming from.
Me, on the other hand, must realize that she is just another girl. Another notch in the bedpost of life. And she's someone I can learn from, too. The lesson is in how I deal with our friendship from here, instead of trying to make it something it may never be. But that's where I stand.
Gotta say. I love the girl. Figuratively.
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