Perfection Like a Cherry on top of Your Sundae.

Having an early lunch today cos I'm not feeling well,
and I'm eating lunch in cos Sing's at Camp and Kai met another friend.
Got this in the mail today and it made me feel better, in all ways.

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In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who
let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the
ugly black one.

In first grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you
walked through the scary halls.

In second grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped
you stand up to the class bully.

In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.

In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you
wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.

In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a
seat on the back of the bus for you.

In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up
to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you,
so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.

In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let
you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had.

In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but
didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.

In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.

In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.

In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you
shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan,
and found you a date to the prom.

In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who
helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you
would get into that college/university, helped you deal with your parents who
were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go...

At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was
crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.


The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was
the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party,
helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents,
assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together,
you could make it through anything,
helped you pack up for university
and just silently hugged you
as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind,
and finally on those last days of childhood,
went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college
as well as you had these past 18 years,
and most importantly
sent you off to college knowing you were loved.

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you
the better of the two choices,
holds your hand when you're scared,
helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you,
thinks of you at times when you are not there,
reminds you of what you have forgotten,
helps you put the past behind you

but
understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer,
stays with you so that you have confidence,
goes out of their way to make time for you,
helps you clear up your mistakes,
helps you deal with pressure from others,
smiles for you when they are sad,
helps you become a better person,
and most importantly
loves you!


Last night was dramatic. But I thank God for Feiiers.