I wa srunning a fever so i was feeling pretty bad for the last couple days - but okey now and out of the hospital for a little while at least.
Going to meet the supposedly 'definite fosterparents' end of this week somewhere, so no more switching around wich is good.
But it's also a little bit making me nervous as if we don't like eachotter, or anything, I can't say 'o well, going to move in a couple of weeks anyway'. Not that i necesarrily think it will be like that, but yeah, still.
Come on, oh my star is fading
And I see no chance of release
And I know I'm dead on the surface
But I am screaming underneath