I wrote the Serenity Prayer on my arm. 

     I am going on almost three weeks since I have had my last cigarette. Actually it will be my third week. I know, yay?,; seriously people. I don't care about the smell, and the cancer thing doesn’t scare me (which is shocking because I have relatives that have died of cancer.)

     The transition from smoking to not smoking was the fault of my cigarette company who had been playing around with the formulas and was trying to get rid of my particular brand of girly cigarette. After changing kinds a couple of times they all tasted unbearable (there was actually a brand that tasted like peppermint, seriously it was nasty!) So I decided to stop smoking and make my mom happy.  After unbearable withdrawals for two days I got the patch. I had always been able to quit smoking for a bit without a nicotine aid but now I feel like I am too addicted.  It has been a week since I have been on the patch, I am on my own and feeling fine? (for most of the time).

     I like an alcoholic, I cannot just have one. I want one, but I cannot.  So I will never be able to smoke ever again.  There is a bake sale at work, lets just say it was highly successful... stopping smoking and diets do not work.  I am typing this exactly while I am eating a big ass rice crispy treat...  oh well.  Vanity can wait, can’t it?