The smoky factor

Yesterday was a not so typical friday night where instead of just heading back home to chill with my flatmates I decided to head out with a bunch of other friends. Notice the use of the word other. I couldn't come up with a better word for them, cos these aren't my good ol' buddies from college, neither are they some good friends I've always hung around with. Thy're just some people I know, fairly well. Details of the what the evening was all about and what I went through in this crazy little head of mine shall follow in later posts. But last evening made me realise one thing for sure. I'm more conservative than I thought I was. Well, I realised I can never go out with a smoker guy. For sure. That's just something I can't take. I don't judge someone cos they smoke or anything, and personally I have nothing against smoker people. But its true that all that smoke just gets to me, and nah, I'd never go out with a guy who smokes..