B1 #21 · Tale om vaner og studier

When I was at university, I smoked, I ate badly and I never did any sport. Then, at twenty-five, I decided to change everything. First, I stopped smoking. It was hard. For months, every time I walked past a newsagent's, I wanted to stop to buy cigarettes. I tried to give up three times before it finally worked. What helped in the end? A friend told me to try chewing gum, and it worked. Then I started learning Spanish. I tried learning with an app, but I often forgot to open it. So I tried going to evening classes instead, and that was much better. I still remember sitting in that cold classroom on Tuesday nights, trying to understand the teacher. I'm not perfect. I sometimes forget to do my homework, and last week I forgot to take my book to class. But I don't regret starting. I'll never forget having my first real conversation in Spanish, in a little café in Seville. My only regret? I regret giving up the piano at twelve. Maybe I'll try to start again next year.