You know those moments when you get a huge wheight out of you shoulders.
I did it! I had my thesis presentation this morning! It's done! Now I don't have to worry more about it.
I am not good at public presentations, I miss words, and I don't have quick thoughts, but it was ok. As a perfectionist I am I think I could have done some things better, but it wasn't that bad, I can't think about it or I will bring to my memory the could be better moments and I get disappointed at my self, thinking I wasn't good enough. But it was ok, I know it was ok.

So now, I am pratically a master, and I just have one more easy discipline to finish and my days as a medical student will be over. It's huge, it's frighting, it's releaving.

P.S. - just because I talk a lot about school (when I write in here), I don't mean to brag myself. But this is my life and my strugles.