Best Friends

*Disclaimer- I did not write this list, I just found it on the information super highway. After you read this you may wonder who my best friend is. My only friend that fits this description is my friend Jane. WE have known her family for many years and I love her dearly. Enjoy!

FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

BEST FRIENDS: Are the reasons you have no food.FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/MrsBEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOMFRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.BEST FRIENDS: Would sit next to you saying "Dang ... we messed up ... but man that was fun" FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.BEST FRIENDS: Have a wet shoulder from your tearsFRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it backBEST FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget its yours.FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.BEST FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you. FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd that left you. FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.

BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME  

Band

Band. If you have never taken part in a band class (not guitars, drums and lead vocals, but rather, woodwinds, brass and percussion.) then I am here to attempt to describe the warm, fuzzy feeling instilled in one by band. You always know you can count on those students whom opt to play in your average middle or high school band. Although the concerts are deplorable (at least ours are), the feeling of being a part of something can not be taken away, no matter how off-key that one kid is. In the classes leading up to the concert as warm up and chat with your section you feel a certain excited apprehension. As the band director yells at you to please be quiet and you feel that sinking sensation, we're never going to be ready for the concert but you smile in spite of yourself because band is just so darn fun, that you don't care.

Passionately yours, 

Lauren

P.S. For more positive testimony's of band check out the blog Barking Spiders.