I've wanted to try it ever since D.A.R.E. told me not to.

Also, my parents were hippies, and turned out okay, so how bad could it be?

The opportunity came up when I was chillin with an elementary school friend of mine in 10th grade (we went to diff middle schools so we hadn't out-and-out chilled in a while), and he threw a party. I didn't smoke that night, but it was my first experience with the counterculture. I actually blazed about 3 months later, with some of the people I had met at that party. It wasn't peer pressure; I sought them out-- and I am SO GLAD I did!!