As I can't get myself to do anything because my abdomen feels like exploding with pain... I summed up my studies.
If not for them I'd never met Adam.
After I finished first year I got some money from my dad as a gift for doing good on exams, and I was SO VERY CAREFULL (I am not usually) to spend it on something special.
I eneded up spending it on the convention in UK where I met Adam.
Now after those three years, it's only right that the end of studies means begining of new life. It's amazing how your whole life changes because of small things and how seemingly unrelated things can be connected.

Also I got something that I will remember for the rest of my life and that is a fuel for my future. My father told me he's proud of me. It's the first time in my life he ever said it. And it gives me the sense of acomplishment.

Also, thos studies were one of the first things I decided to do on my own and then FINISHED IT. (let's just say I have issues with finishing things) The time, those three years changed me and made me believe in myself and my ability to work towards my goals. For the first time in my life I could finally say I have a purpose and that I am going towards it.

Now I am terrified of closing the distance, I really am. It's a gigantic step. But behind this step is a new life and new goal and new chalenges and I know I'm strong enough to face them.