...eh
Man, I just don't know. Today was actually a pretty nice day. Sun was out, it was warm, all seemed right. But, damn, I hate these nights. I can't help but LONG for my can of Grizzly, or my pack of Turkish Golds. It's been 5 days now. Yeah, I know I'm past the toughest part, but that's what scares me a lil. My thoughts selfishly go back to how I could try to get a pack of Ultra Lights and not have anyone get upset with me but I know that's not going to happen. I know why I quit, but it feels like I wasn't mentally prepared to quit, and I just wish I didn't dwell on it so much. Today and yesterday just really reminded me of what it was like to walk around campus with a ciggarette. Damn, just damn.
In other news, I have an Art presentation tommorrow on Vincent van Gogh. Wish me luck. :) And, my parents got the loan thing str8ened out for the new house, so I'm happy about that. Well, good night all who are reading this, things will work out, for better or for worse.
In other news, I have an Art presentation tommorrow on Vincent van Gogh. Wish me luck. :) And, my parents got the loan thing str8ened out for the new house, so I'm happy about that. Well, good night all who are reading this, things will work out, for better or for worse.