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What Kind of a Friend Am I?

Got this from Sudha's blog! Catching on to her random personality tests fever :-) Thanks Sudha

You Are a Good Friend Because You're Fun

You are energetic, amusing, and always up for a good time.
Optimistic and genuinely happy, you help people see the sunny side of life.

And you're always up for a party... no matter how big or small.
You're usually the first one to celebrate a friend's success.

Anyone who's interesting or fun is welcome in you circle of friends.
You're not the type of person to exclude or make fun of someone who's a little different.

Your friends need you most when: They're down or depressed

You really can't be friends with: Anyone who's stuck up or chronically unhappy

Your friendship quote: "It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."
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