Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Life's full of smoke
Smoking was never a big issue for me. I had smoker friends, I tried smoking once and I used to inhale tons of 2nd-hand smoke everyday during army days. I even let one of my roomies smoke in the room. So why am I so angry and disappointed when she said she wanted to smoke? Is it because she said she wanted to despite knowing that there's nothing good about smoking? Is it because she is irresponsible, not thinking about the consequences? Or is it because I was unable to dissuade her from this thought? If I am able to accept other people smoking, why can't I accept the fact that she is also, in all aspects, one of the other people?
It sucks to see friends giving up on themselves. It sucks more not being able to help them. It sucks the most when instead of helping, I gave them a dressing-down.. Why I never manage to do things the right way? Maybe I should light one cigeratte now...