Im afraid to have my note back for my monday class. Im afraid that i dont have enough time to study what i have to learn for my mercredi class....then jeudi another class , which is the most difficult one.

i think im fucked but we'll see.

todays been weird and awfull and precious all mixed up together.

Hospital suck a little bit of live out you when you're.

But now my mom is ok and ready now for the opration.

And today , i was supposed to see a film with my bf and maybe eat something, just hangout. And i was at the hospital from 12:35 to 20:21 pm. So 8 hours. I talk to him, ask if my mom alrights. And magically we meet at 22h00 for a coffe. Which was the precious moment. He knew he would be the best thing of my day. He kinda rescued me from the day i spent.

my boyfriend is sweeter than sweet. He's a good man. im just still chocked that hes still here in my life.

he's lovely