I am a quitter.

Since mid-terms end this Thursday I am finally going to be able to afford myself time to write and read again. Yesterday I got an idea for a new story that I am very excited to write, it is called "The Cancer Theory."

Meghan Im'ed me yesterday because she saw and read the link in my AIM profile to my article in The Duke this past week ("Maybe I Can Make 'The Real World' Real?"). I told her about what has been going on in my life lately. I told her about how I have been learning a lot this semester but I haven't been able to aply it to tests. I have C's in four out of my five classes. She told me in return that maybe I should drop out of school and go to a culinary institute, they don't go by grades there. In my mind that was was really insulting. But, do to the fact that she was in love with me and I dumped her, breaking her heart, I don't mind as much. I will always have the upper hand no matter how bad she tries to make me feel. Cynical? Yes.

I kicked my smoking habit. Totally. Not because I don't want to get cancer or it makes me smell bad, just because of the simple fact that it costs $4.50 for a pack of Marbrol Lights.

When I was at The Beehive yesterday night, a girl said something to me. I didn't even realize she was talking to me until she said "Hey."

"What?" I said.

"Ohhh, I said I have been here two hours and I haven't smoked one cigarette yet." She answered.

"I quit about two weeks ago." I said.

"Ohhh, then you must be dying?"

"Not really." I answered. "Whenever I think about the $5 I just saved, I don't really care."

There are many other bad habits I would like to indulge in rather than smoking. For example: drinking and CD buying.

I don't have much else to say right now. I just realized though, I am writing a story called "The Cancer Theory" and I just quit smoking.

{(Ghosts and Vodka - Sex is Popular)}

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