What Friends are For

Dear Friends,

What are friends for? Just someone to talk to? A shoulder to cry on? Sheer entertainment? Homework help? Stepping stones? Adviser? Mother? Sister? Brother? Latley, here's what I think.

We've all had those days when nothing works. You wake up late, and then your favorite jeans are in the wash, then your sister ate the last of the bread, then you slip going out to the car, then you forgot about your English paper, and realize you left your math homework on the kitchen table, and on top of it all you have a drama-causin' bitch for a friend. Shes speading rumers, or stealing everyone away from you, or just plain ignoring you.... And that's what friends are for.

We've all had those days when you wake up and hear birds outside your window, then you get up early just for the heck of it. You cant wait to find your friends and begin the day, then your friends find you, laughing all the way. You play on a trampoline, then take crazy pictures, laughing all the way. Then you head for the kitchen and make a concoction of everything in the fridge and gulp it down, laughing all the way. Then nighttime comes. So you and your gang head out, run through the neighborhoods, screaming and laughing all the way. Then you all collapse on the grass, stargaze, and whisper secrets, you smile and take it all in, the beautiful night, the warm air, the grass, the stars; laughing all the way.... And that's what friends are for.