smoking..

Today someone asked me that why i like to smoke..there should be at least one reason for me to smoke..i smiled say nothing..but in my mind..i kept asking myself why..

Oh..i cried..because it's part of the memories..part of the past..part of the beautiful memories..

Because of smoking..i understand what's friendship..i believe in forever..i found true friends..and most of the memories with them are smoking,fighting and drinking clubing..

When i tried to quit..i posted it on my wretch..they read it and kept giving comments saying that i have give up on them,give up the dream and give up everything..it's better if i die..

I feel happy everytiem when i smoking..because it makes me think of them and the memories get clearer and clearer..

I don't really want to quit smoking as it means that i have to give up on them..

But because of today incident..i think i really need to quit smoking as it is not good for my health..if i quit..i could save enough money as soon as possible to go back to taiwan meet all of them and fulfil our dream..=)


P.S. haraboy didn't come to school today..wondering if he's fine..miss you the whole day..