F.R.I.E.N.D.S

So what exactly do friends do?
I mean apart from holding your heaving shoulders, passing the nachos, catching up for movies, not hating you when you're a bitch, 3 hour conversations, dream-sharing, ridiculous dream-sharing, sarcastic comments passing, correcting, crush dissecting, b'day gift uh gifting, loving and all the rest of it. I mean APART from above... What do friends really do?
Do they change us as a person over a long period of time...do you start judging people on THEIR parameters?...Do you start thinking of yourself like an 'us'- a play on the modern day single brigade relationship? Do you let them filter in far more than you can ever realize???
Yesterday may have shown me a side-effect of great friendship on the more obvious short-term effect scale...they give you balls.
S and Pugsie were together. Pranks, of course were inevitable. But somehow the league in which we played suddenly went up (like the stock market a few months ago)...and this huge tide of confidence (with some very good dramatic skills) took us way beyond what was expected.
(got a call right now and it suddenly appears that standing up for a friend can also make some things a lil messy, esp when other people dont spell out what they've been up to publically...considering the past one would think that i would have learnt but i guess that stick-up-for-friend gene never goes away-just becomes dormant. a blessing or a curse. i may learn someday.)...
you know, that whole 'lets be positive thing' is forcing me to be nice. argh. i hate the fact that i feel bad about being mean (if only in a joke) bla.
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