My little frankenstein.

I've decided to help a friend. No, not as in the let-me-hold-this-for-you kind of help, but a lifestyle change.
He was having a hard time with something in his life and smoking was the way out, sadly.
I had been trying to make him stop for a while now however I found that my words of 'extreme encouragement' fell on deaf ears.
So now, we have a deal. I'm going to help him quit. One drawback, he's not trying the gum and the rest of the 'mumbo jumbo'. To be honest, that's such a cute saying !
But here's the really sad part. He ran up to me at school today. Yes, that's right. Ran. So anyway, he had the biggest smile spread across his face while he said, "So Liz, are you really going to help me?" That made me feel really sad. It showed me how much he really wanted this, but didn't know how to help himself. It's odd to think that people who appear quite masculine on the exterior still need our help. I also can't believe that I was the one that finally told him I would help him to get better. There are in fact many people who are much closer to him that didn't even think of stopping him.
He's really excited now. And I don't joke when I say that he said, "Thank you so much ! If it works I'll actually do anything for you." Wow, looks like I have quite the job on my hands!
But its okay, because I shall not give up untill I have tried EVERYTHING to help him, to see a new person full of new opportunities in life and more years to live.

In a funny way he will be like my little frankenstein. (:

Looking forward to it! Now, if only he would agree to waking up earlier than half an hour before school starts so that I could actually talk to him about this.

au revoir. xo