
during the course of the evening samia and myself were chatting about smoking, which i of course do whenever i have a spare minute... her mom died of lung cancer about a year ago...and i had a moment of clarity in my drunken stupor...really it hit home...
she herself was a smoker and after her mom died such a horrible smoke related death she of course gave it up... phew...i had a moment...and i got it...so i've given up my crutch...i'm walking around a bit wobbly today... but very proud of myself ... all of a sudden i'm very serious and all... oi... but i'm quite chaffed... for the first time i want to, and if you don't want to there is no way... so bindi made me do it...indian pride...

how cool is that!
1 COMMENTS....bite me!:
hang in there girl- it was 3 years for me in april, and i've had a few in that time, and regretted them too!
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