I lasted for a week, which was fantastic, especially considering I had chosen the worst week of my life to stop smoking: final exams week. On the sixth day of that week, I started crying for no reason; I would just start to cry while doing anything, even eating, and suddenly tears would run down my face. I didn't know what was happening to me. I called my parents and told them that I couldn't seem to stop crying, and after a little benevolent interrogation, I mentioned to them that in addition to dealing with my final exams, I had also decided to quit.
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