OK it's stupid O'clock and I am still here, tomorrow is my quit day and for some reason in my stupid little head if I don't go to bed tomorrow will never come
I have finally decided that enough is enough and I am going to go and get into bed, obviously before I do that I am going to go downstairs and have my last ciggie
I have 2 left (I gave my brother the rest to give to his gf jsut so that I had none left over) I am going to smoke 1 and then ceremoniously (sp) screw the other one up kind of like a symbol of my giving up...........or I may just smoke it straight after the first one
I really am poohing my pants, I have felt fine for over 2 weeks knowing that tomorrow id quit day but all day today I have felt axious about it, I think I may be on here quite a bit from now on.
Right I'm really going now, wish me luck but