I used to have a form of hate for all smokers out there and I remember holding my breath whenever my grandpa started lighting up his fag, fogging up the whole room and I had to leave the room even though my favourite show was up next, just to avoid that second hand smoke.
YES, smoking is bad but somehow, it makes you forget about things for a while. It makes your whole world swirl and you find yourself talking to no one but your trusted friend, yourself. Well, at least for me.
And NO, I'm not a chain smoker you fuck head, read the whole post first before you talk bull with me alright, my precious?
I social smoke.
No idea what that means? It means that if you don't smoke, you will not die because you haven't gotten your fix of fags and you don't get crazy fits or the desirability to light up a fag. You smoke if you want to.
For simplicity sake, it is okay to smoke so long it's not everyday.
Social smoking ≠ Chain smoking
And yes, yes, yes, I knooooow, some of you are already giving me your 'but-s', BUT, thank you very much, I know how to take care of my health.
I'm already at high risk of developing 1.High Blood Pressure, 2. Diabetes, 3. High Cholesterol in my adulthood since my grandma, mum and dad have these diseases. I will not want to add lung diseases or whatever not on that list of terminal diseases.
HOW TO MAKE SMOKERS QUIT:
To be honest, it is not at all nice to tell someone while giving a HELLO-MR-SMELLY-BREATH, GET-AWAY-FROM-ME-YOU-FEEREAK!' face when all you want to do is to get your friend to give up smoking; because it doesn't work. And it doesn't kill to not add sarcasm (just for once).
It works against them because not only do 1. they feel awful, (That's what conscience is for) 2. they don't have the motivation to quit since you already find them disgusting.
Trust me when I say that it doesn't work by pinching and covering you nose to publicly show your disgust for your friend because I made just that mistake. Instead of covering my holes, I kept nagging at my friends for smoking when I went cold-turkey for 2-3 months before I broke my fast.
No wonder they did not like what I was doing. I never knew I was an absolute a pain in the ass.
All I was thinking then was, it's okay to be frank because I care about them therefore I should say such awful things about smokers to spite them then it'd make them quit forever!
In the end, I made matters worst because not only did I crunch on their toes, it did not help them improve on cutting down the number of sticks.
It became quite apparent that I was offended about them not sticking to their 'promises'. This made them feel even more bo chup about their goals since I was already pissed off and nothing they do would ever pacify me. And with both sides being pissed at one another, the situation is gonna be solved.
What you can do however, is to let them work it out by themselves, slowly but steadily.
If they really want to quit, it is definitely easy. But I don't see the point of pushing them really hard by shoving pamphlets of 'Tips on how to quit smoking' or storing 'QuitLine' in their phonebooks hoping that they'll dial in (they're most likely delete it) or just telling them how disappointed you are because that they have yet to reach their goals in cutting down of their sticks.
Just let them do self realisation and I dare assure you that it works better than any of those mentioned above because they see the need to not smoke at all. They're doing it for THEM not because they don't want to disappoint you.
And yes, don't bother about using this method on me because I take after my Ma-terr who's both irrational AND stubborn. So, don't waste your breath on me. (;
Aside from smoking matters, I just feel like giving a random shout out to my best friends who have always stuck through with me, putting up with me and my nonsense of blabbering ridiculously one moment and then suddenly have me wailing and crying the next moment.
I don't know why I just have got this sudden urge that overcame me to write this out. Don't ask me.
I've been looking through my posts and I'm beginning to feel that my blog is getting more and more boring! I'm sort of running out of ideas to write about something fresh, unique yet some topic that'd evoke some debate going on.
I think my blog needs more pictures! I've got no idea, which is why, right at this moment, I NEED YOUR OPINIONS ON THIS!
Please do this poll for me! Don't worry, it won't even take you 5 seconds to complete it.
This means ALOT to me because blog's catered to you guys (well, somewhat), so based on majority, I'll do just what the poll says! HELP ME OUT! (: Votes are GRRRRREATLY appreciated!
Have Simpsonized myself! Here's what I'd look like if I were neighbours with Bart and best friends with Homer!
DON'T LOOK LIKE RIGHT! I don't see any sign of similarity between the Simpsonsized me and ME. Ah well... I shall not be too critical about small little things like these.
I think I need to go for rehab. I HAVE to cut down my intake of Frosties consumed every single day. At this rate, I'm gonna be a diabetic anytime soon.
NEWS!
- I wish I was THIS lucky! ):
- HAHAH! I want my tooth fairy! More MONAAAY!
- Now donkeys wear diapers??!
- Buy Puma, you buy Gucci. Buy Gucci, you buy Puma.
- Harry, leaked?
- OMG! Keep your 'girls' intact! Don't eat grapefruit! Gotta dump them away now.
- I wonder when is this coming to Singapore. My brother would have got a fair chance of winning it.
- WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
- Man with green blood? Now, that's what I call, COOLNESS.
