This past Wednesday, a friend of mine was headed to NYC for the Summer for an internship position. I helped her pack, and helped her get her stuff to Union Station. She hadn't had a chance to eat all day, and on the way to the train, she dropped the food she had brought to eat, spilling all over the ground. She had emptied her account buying her ticket so I gave her all the cash I had in my wallet (10 dollars) to get something to eat on the train. That's what's friends are for, right? Around March, a girl got a flat tire on the corner near my apartment building. She had a spare, but she didn't have a jack or a tire iron for her car. Lucky for her, my roommate also has a Honda. I borrowed his tire iron and used my jack to change her tire. When Snowmaggedon hit DC earlier this year, I managed to make it to a friend's apartment in MD to watch the Super Bowl on a huge flat screen LCD TV. On the way back to my apartment, I came across a girl who was trying to dig her car out of 2 feet of snow. So I grabbed one of the neighbor's snow shovels and helped her dig out the car and I pushed the car up the icy incline in the parking lot because it couldn't get enough traction to make it out. I helped my neighbor put on a Brita Water filter on his faucet last semester because he didn't really know what he was doing and didn't really have the tools for the job. Alt-focus: I could have used help when I had a blowout on my way home from DC at the beginning of May. I was about 50 miles outside of Charlotte when my rear passenger side tire went. Granted it was 3:30 AM, and I can't really blame anyone for not stopping, it would have been nice to have someone at least hold the flashlight for me.