Make way, cause here I come with all my 10 nicotine-free weeks. Imagine how much space I need and how I am like a diva in the middle of my HUGE sparkling-clean weeks which are cheering for me:
"awe, awe awe-some,
awe, awe, awe-some!"
Yes, yes that's me in the middle, have no doubt peeps. You can call me Lady Awesomeness and if you have a pen I'll scratch something for you; like
"Something
from Awesomeness Herself"
And since everything is so awesome, am not going to tell you that:
- I still dream about smoking; not day-dreaming; I can't afford that.
- I still gain weight; life is so cruel; eye for an eye; *tremblingvoice*and I'm so lill.
- I still have a transit issue; small, but is there.
- I still get mad fast; like lightning; apparently this was not due to smoking; pffff
Because if I'd tell you I wouldn't seem so awesome anymore; and I wouldn't be positive anymore; and, look below, at my status, I just started to think positive!
So instead of telling you all that crap, I will tell you that:
- not smoking feels great; no, not great, awesome!
Status of my smoke deprived existence:
Clean for: 10 weeks (see how big they are? I told you!)
Also quit: whining (not good; it blurs my awesomeness)
Started: to force myself to think positive (that's where all the awesomeness in this post comes from)
Practice: patience (God, please, if I cannot like it, let alone love it, at least let me just bear the thought of it; please; I desperately need it; please)
Kilos: 3 kg gained; (and even this is awesome;not)
Kilos: 3 kg gained; (and even this is awesome;
How do you feel?
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