Post by Ann on Jun 12, 2009 8:05:00 GMT -5
Dont be this person!! You can Do This!!
Author Unknown
I`ll quit in JANUARY; a brand new year.
No holiday stresses, I`ll be in the clear.
But January comes and what happens then?
The bills all arrive! I need help from my `friend.`
I`ll smoke this one pack, it will help me get through.
(But hey, in February, it`ll be a new you!)
February arrives, time to set the new date.
I`m ready to quit now this habit I hate.
A few days go by, but alas, what is this?
Valentines Day and no one to kiss?
I hate this d**n month, its snow and its ice.
Im lonely, Im cold boy a smoke would be nice.
So March comes along, I can surely quit now!
I go buy all the patches my wallet allows.
Im armed with my lozenges, fireballs and gum,
Im chewing on Twizzlers and sucking my thumb.
But crap! I cant do this. What am I thinking?
Its St. Patricks Day its time to go drinking!
And where there is alcohol and fun smoking friends
Is there in the tavern and there my quit ends.
But hey here comes April! A new spring, a new start!
Its now warming up, I feel strength in my heart.
Im all set to quit now, got the patches back out,
Slap one on my booty my resolve I dont doubt.
Oh no, what has happened it cant possibly be!
The first warm days here, its 73!
My co-workers are meeting for drinks in the sun
And yes, once again, Nicodemon has won.
So May seems more likely, Ill quit before summer.
Ill work out for my bathing suit
(feeling fats such a bummer).
d**n. I forgot that vacation I planned -
Margaritas are flowing, my toes in the sand.
You know that theres one thing that would SO hit the spot
Just a few little ciggies (I like them a lot).
Well June has arrived, and this time I mean it.
Im sick of addiction; Im ready to beat it.
Ive been coughing so much, and my throats scratchy-dry.
Everyone asks if Im sick (yes I lie).
Then comes the news that destroys my whole day-
A close family member whos been sick passed away.
Go to the funeral, everyones weeping,
I light up the cigarette Ive kept for safe keeping.
Im far too upset to think about quitting;
Ill get to that next month (all things permitting).
July comes along with picnics and fun
And lots of Coronas, outside in the sun.
And everyone likes a good smoke in the eve
While you gaze at the stars and enjoy the warm breeze.
Well better enjoy it this summers the last
Since Im quitting for autumn, once summer has past.
(All August long I inhale the fumes
Smoke as much as I can as Septembers quit looms.)
Here comes September! Im totally ready.
My heads in the game; Im stable, Im steady.
I pull out the patches that remained from the Spring
Wont buy a new box yet (Im on a shoe string).
Ill invest in new patches once Ive shown I can quit
Not wasting MY money till Im sure this one sticks!
Back to the Twizzlers, back to the gum,
Back on the Q, my minds getting numb.
Withdrawing again, seems the 10th time this year,
Why did I do this?!? I need a beer.
But I fight that urge and I really behave;
Ive earned my 3 days now, Im really amazed!
Oh hell, Im hitting a tailgate on Sunday.
Ill just have a few and then re-quit on Monday.
Well here comes October, autumn winds blowing,
Winds whip through the leaves, the air smells like its snowing.
Or so my friends tell me I cant smell a thing.
My nose has been stuffy wow since the spring!
Who cares about that, Ill be just fine.
(Since when have I been someone who would whine?)
As for my quit, thats not going so well
I mean who wants to live with that kind of hell?
Ive decided that December 1st is my date.
Why? I want Thanksgiving to be great.
I want to enjoy a long smoke after turkey
Plus Im entertaining I need to be perky.
OK its December, the month of the quit.
I just dont think I can put up with this $hit.
The holidays are coming, anxiety is high!
They`re closing the books at the office oh my!
Need a few more sales, put in extra hours,
Cant focus on me right now, dont have the power.
I need extra cash, Moms being a pain,
Cooking, parties and shopping, I need my brain!
Cant afford to be sluggish, or grumpy, or tired,
Ill ruin Christmas! I might just get fired!
So Im thinking of New Years as the perfect date
Ill start the year fresh in a good mental state!
So there went the year time passes so quickly
Just realized Im beginning to feel kinda sickly.
Author Unknown
I`ll quit in JANUARY; a brand new year.
No holiday stresses, I`ll be in the clear.
But January comes and what happens then?
The bills all arrive! I need help from my `friend.`
I`ll smoke this one pack, it will help me get through.
(But hey, in February, it`ll be a new you!)
February arrives, time to set the new date.
I`m ready to quit now this habit I hate.
A few days go by, but alas, what is this?
Valentines Day and no one to kiss?
I hate this d**n month, its snow and its ice.
Im lonely, Im cold boy a smoke would be nice.
So March comes along, I can surely quit now!
I go buy all the patches my wallet allows.
Im armed with my lozenges, fireballs and gum,
Im chewing on Twizzlers and sucking my thumb.
But crap! I cant do this. What am I thinking?
Its St. Patricks Day its time to go drinking!
And where there is alcohol and fun smoking friends
Is there in the tavern and there my quit ends.
But hey here comes April! A new spring, a new start!
Its now warming up, I feel strength in my heart.
Im all set to quit now, got the patches back out,
Slap one on my booty my resolve I dont doubt.
Oh no, what has happened it cant possibly be!
The first warm days here, its 73!
My co-workers are meeting for drinks in the sun
And yes, once again, Nicodemon has won.
So May seems more likely, Ill quit before summer.
Ill work out for my bathing suit
(feeling fats such a bummer).
d**n. I forgot that vacation I planned -
Margaritas are flowing, my toes in the sand.
You know that theres one thing that would SO hit the spot
Just a few little ciggies (I like them a lot).
Well June has arrived, and this time I mean it.
Im sick of addiction; Im ready to beat it.
Ive been coughing so much, and my throats scratchy-dry.
Everyone asks if Im sick (yes I lie).
Then comes the news that destroys my whole day-
A close family member whos been sick passed away.
Go to the funeral, everyones weeping,
I light up the cigarette Ive kept for safe keeping.
Im far too upset to think about quitting;
Ill get to that next month (all things permitting).
July comes along with picnics and fun
And lots of Coronas, outside in the sun.
And everyone likes a good smoke in the eve
While you gaze at the stars and enjoy the warm breeze.
Well better enjoy it this summers the last
Since Im quitting for autumn, once summer has past.
(All August long I inhale the fumes
Smoke as much as I can as Septembers quit looms.)
Here comes September! Im totally ready.
My heads in the game; Im stable, Im steady.
I pull out the patches that remained from the Spring
Wont buy a new box yet (Im on a shoe string).
Ill invest in new patches once Ive shown I can quit
Not wasting MY money till Im sure this one sticks!
Back to the Twizzlers, back to the gum,
Back on the Q, my minds getting numb.
Withdrawing again, seems the 10th time this year,
Why did I do this?!? I need a beer.
But I fight that urge and I really behave;
Ive earned my 3 days now, Im really amazed!
Oh hell, Im hitting a tailgate on Sunday.
Ill just have a few and then re-quit on Monday.
Well here comes October, autumn winds blowing,
Winds whip through the leaves, the air smells like its snowing.
Or so my friends tell me I cant smell a thing.
My nose has been stuffy wow since the spring!
Who cares about that, Ill be just fine.
(Since when have I been someone who would whine?)
As for my quit, thats not going so well
I mean who wants to live with that kind of hell?
Ive decided that December 1st is my date.
Why? I want Thanksgiving to be great.
I want to enjoy a long smoke after turkey
Plus Im entertaining I need to be perky.
OK its December, the month of the quit.
I just dont think I can put up with this $hit.
The holidays are coming, anxiety is high!
They`re closing the books at the office oh my!
Need a few more sales, put in extra hours,
Cant focus on me right now, dont have the power.
I need extra cash, Moms being a pain,
Cooking, parties and shopping, I need my brain!
Cant afford to be sluggish, or grumpy, or tired,
Ill ruin Christmas! I might just get fired!
So Im thinking of New Years as the perfect date
Ill start the year fresh in a good mental state!
So there went the year time passes so quickly
Just realized Im beginning to feel kinda sickly.