I have a really good friend named Kelli, and every time we hang out it seems like she is a different person. You see Kelli has a problem she likes to change herself to be like the current guy she is with. I am not saying there is anything wrong with adjusting your lifestyle a little so that you have a common place to chill... or something, But changing your beliefs, your way of dress, and most of all your religion is silly. I mean why would the guy want to be with you if you're exactly like him... he did fall in love with the girl you were before. Anyway, back to my subject. Kelli met a guy named Ray who is a devout Roman Catholic, and a wonderful man. She liked him at first sight, as did all the other girls. But Kelli liked Ray enough to chase after him, and once they got together I started noticing changes in her dress, her speech, and her beliefs. Kelli, who was a devout Wiccan before, suddenly started preaching the word of God to me, the real catholic. Suddenly she was going to classes and buying out the local Catholic shop, to prove her beliefs. My friend Lali and I could only exchange a glance while this is going on thinking to ourselves, " Here we go again". The problem is that, although Kelli changed for guys she was with... we had never seen this much of a change before. I figured it was for the better and smiled along with her. Then 2 weeks after her first communion Ray decides that he isn’t in love with her anymore and breaks up with her, just like that. Obviously Kelli thought that if she changed religions for him Ray would see how much she cares for him and make her his number one love, which wasn’t happening. I think Ray noticed a change in her too, which is what brought on the break up. Anyway last night Kelli, Lali and I were all hanging out when Kelli just starts taking shots of whatever they had in the liquor bottle, by the time I heard about it she had downed 12 shots and was on her 13th, that’s about when I made the order of no more drinks for Kelli. Normally it wouldn’t be such a big deal, but Kelli is 4'11 and barely 100lbs. So you naturally see why I would be so upset. Then in the middle of her drunken stupor she blurts out that she is going to get a tattoo of our lady of Guadeloupe. I just wanted to scream. I mean she doesn’t have to prove anything to me... I am not here to judge her... just to be her friend. She goes out of her way to try to make Lali and I think that even after her and Ray break up that she is still going to practice. I know Kelli like the back of my hand... and one thing is for sure... she will be back to her old self soon enough. Kelli has such a hard time with men...I wish I could convince her that she doesn’t need them to make her happy. Now she has to wipe the egg off her face and pretend like this whole thing still matters to her. It’s not going to be easy.