Lev Lazinskiy

Quit Meter

I put a quit meter on the bottom of the page. To remind me every day of how far I am coming. Right now there is only 34 minutes in the meter, but it has to start somewhere it has to start somehow, what better place than here? What better time than now?

I look forward to that meter growing to be days , weeks, months, years, lifetime.

I have been a slave for far too long. It stops here.

i solemnly swear, before God and all witnesses on blogger, that I will never as Long as I live. Smoke Another Ciggarette.

If I do. I will be held responsible for my actions. There are no excuses. If I smoke another one, I will donate 100 dollars to the american cancer society for every single cigarette that I smoke. (And If I dont smoke for a year, I will donate half of what I saved in cigarettes anyway just to be fair)

Its going to be rough. Its going to be tought. Its going to be hard. Im going to be pissed, moody, cry, cramp, bleed, bitch, moan, sit, stand, sleep, bloodshot, drink, run, walk, cringe, talk, call, text, blog, and continue to live my life until smoking is nothing more than just another mistake I made when I was young.

My testimony.