i have a friend (2)...

what shall i say about this friend of mine...i was thinking of him this morning and he called...he was away for two weeks and he called me as soon as he arrived...that is kind of sweet right...anyway, there are many things i can say abt this friend but the one thing i will never forget is that he was there during a time which i considered the toughest in my life...i dreaded writing my PhD thesis so much and everyday i would try not to do it...but this friend of my would call me every morning and ask me to write a few lines...and that is how i finished writing my thesis...what else can i say...only that he is my friend...