Blog Readers. I need you to sympathize. I need you to empathize. I need you to beat me round the head to give me something else to think about..
Today is my 4th Whole Day without a cigarette. And I’m feeling the pain
I’m sitting here at work, sucking on my little plastic nicotine stick looking extremely miserable. The nicotine stick just doesn’t cut it. I’m sucking and inhaling and I’m still not getting that nicotine satisfaction feeling.
Pah! I’m very much doubting whether I really want to give up smoking at the moment. I SO want a cigarette right now.. Even though K has promised that, if I get through to Saturday, she’ll take me to the cinema to see Shrek 3. And even though I’ve been through the moods and the bawling my eyes out and the getting snappy. (sorry, K). I STILL want a cigarette
Being at work is REALLY hard, because the people I get on with best are also smokers. AAAAARRRRGGGHHH.
Maybe later I’ll write up on here my REASONS for wanting to give up smoking. But we’re off to our 2nd Ballroom Dancing class later this evening, so I may not get time.. (yeah – we did the cha cha cha and the quickstep last week.. I could do it all apart from turning round corners. I need a REALLY big long room if I’m to ballroom dance at the moment…)
Oh I want a fag