I found my wacom pen drowned in a pool of water this morning, I don't know how and why the water was there. The pen, which illustrates the life of 微微 (Weiwei) in this blog, is now officially dead. 微微 (Weiwei) will be taking a rest till the pen is well replaced, though she is very much reluctant to. Promise to be back soonest.
P.S.Miracles do happen right? *Stares at the dead pen*
I was whining about how torturing it is to my mom and was on the verge of giving up when little Berri came licking all over my face. That completely shut me up and made me hang on.
When did little Berri become so sensible? He totally melts me! ♡
Smoke-free Day #1 : Today marks the start of a brand new me. ♡
Wednesday, November 4, 2009, 9:09 AM
Today marks the start of a brand new me.Smoke-free. ♡
It was about a decade ago that I had my first stick. Still vividly remembering the scenario, how I had bugged my reluctant friend for that virgin killing puff. Wrong move.
I didn't get myself addicted at that time, but I had allowed myself to continue on for a couple weeks, purely out of fun. I thought it was nifty, for a defiant like me. Fortunately it all ended shortly. And come to think of it, cigarettes then was only S$2.50 for a small pack.
As for how I picked up the sticks again years later, I have no idea. I was around 16 odd. (It completely pissed my bestie off but that was no longer of any importance since she turned into a smoker some time after, which I don't know when nor how.) This time round, I got myself hooked. Frankly, I had never considered myself addicted because there was never an urge to smoke, nor do I find the need of it. It was out of habit as I get bored if I wasn't burning a stick. With that thought in mind, quitting was never in consideration. I believed I can simply stop if I want to. And while I am still enjoying the puffs, why quit?
Years passed. I promoted myself from social-smoking to a regular smoker. And before long, I had graduated into a chain-smoker.
My first serious attempt on quitting was beginning of this year, and I had succesfully kept it going on for a month or so until I met an old flame and started hanging out with him. He contributed nothing into my quitting journey and instead, offered me back into a smoker's life. I don't know what convinced me to be with him but that was obviously one of the hugest worst mistake ever.
Not smoking for an entire month resulted in heavier smoking the moment I picked up again. I had missed smoking. And this went on for months, until today, the day I set my mind for a second try, going smoke-free. You don't have to ask what made me, because I don't know. It just popped in. Honestly, this is going to be extremely arduous. Chain-smoking of up to 6 sticks an hour to a complete nothing overnight can be potentially killing. But with a determined and stubborn nature, I am going to stick to this.
Lastly, thanks all for the support and motivation to my start of smoke-free days. You don't know how much they are appreciated.
I am always inquisitive of the word perfection. The true definition of it varies in each individual. Many of us, including me, seek perfection even though we know so well that no such thing exist in our reality. But from a different perspective, I believe we can veritably see perfection if we allow ourselves to. For example, accepting the many imperfections in life we normally deem unworthy. Haven't we already heard the notable words?
In the end, it's these small things in life that you remember. The little imperfections, which makes them perfect, for you.
I still unequivocally believe in the significance of little things in life, most of which people tend to not take notice of, or forget. Maybe i am a dreamer, maybe i am still a little girl at heart, but don't we all have the right for a dream we want to hold on to? Even with my strong belief, I am starting to wonder if it's silly to see these things so importantly now. But what i really hope, my doubt isn't true.
Hi love, you must have stumbled into here from somewhere. My name is 微微(Weiwei) (my pet name in the family which got stucked since I was born and they don't really care if I like it or not but I have learnt to live with it) and this is my little sweet seclusion where I bare to the world, whether or not anyone is reading, through my little illustrations. I ramble senselessly about everything and anything, probably something about nothing, with my plain but happy life. Maybe, just maybe, I will share my little secrets with you.
If you don't already know, this is my 3276237037974017th blog layout. I have a problem. I get bored easily, having the shortest possible attention span. This time, I will TRY to stay satisfied for lengthy time. (;
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