Okay, I am here again. Scared to post, scared not to post.... It seems right after I post I mess up. I am so tired. I just want to scream right now. I went to get gas last night and almost bought a pack. I didn't but here I am on pins and needles. Why is this so hard. Geesh. Okay, okay. I feel so insane. On the verge of bawling because I want to do something that I want to quit doing. WHAT SENSE DOES THAT MAKE???
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]2/18/2008
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 4
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 100
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $22.50
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 11 [B]Mins:[/B] 47 [B]Seconds:[/B] 55
