at the moment before the ribbon breaks...

i run the hundred meters... or rather... used to before i got too lazy and following that my knees got screwed...
at the starting point, i never know what i'm gonna do, and how i'm gonna do what i'm supposed to do...
then the gun goes off and i just do what i have to do and hope it works out for the best...
now, in the hundred meters, the last 20 is the toughest, by that time you have sprinted all your energy off and you've run out of gas so to speak,
but ironicly, it is also the time to step it up and its make or break,
so as can be imagined, the last moment just before finish, you are very tired and tada gas la... but also its very encouraging to see that line and know you've completed the course..

right now, that is how i feel.... FINALLY... i got the permission to hand up my fucking book (pardon the french but i deserve to swear after so being at it for so long)
now i got to type out the last draft. look through it, pretend i didn't see the errors, print the copies and tommorow,
first thing in the bright early morning... off to the binders and hopefully they'll do me a favor and get it all bound by 3 pm,
off to find the course coordinator who has been ever so patient.. hand up.. find my supervisor and thank him and hope in my heart we never cross paths again! HAHA

at the end of it all i'm supposed to be an expert on what i have studied... some numbers and money stuff...
but that being said, is not what i am now an expert on... nope... my area of expertise...
sleep deprivation... i am now master of staying up until the sun comes up and goes down again......... woooooo i'm good ;)

so close yet so far...the night stretches on...