I cannot help but feel obligated to make a personal satement. Here I Stand at the threshold of the begging of the end in this long road which is academia. Like Timothy I have fought a good fight, I have finshed my course, I have kept the faith.
Are there anywords that can describe what we have been through to this point. There are many words but none that can sum it up.
tomorrow is a day long awaited by myself. since the second grade when I had my tonsils out. I have set my will to this end. and on the eve of this great undertaking I am stricken with diarrhea and nausea. (how appropriate) I do not belive sleep will come this night.
good luck to us all. for a constant motivation I have decided that if ther is ever a day I am sick of studing. I will go straight to the local ICU and remind myself of the alternative.
your collegue
Matt Smith