Yeah, mine wasn't too eventful either. I was COMPLETELY anti-drug the entire 16 years of my life. One day I went to sleep, woke up, and the first thought in my mind was, "...I need to smoke pot." So...I told my best friend, and she was already a very light, occassional smoker. She brought over a dime that Friday before she had to go to some award ceremony for grades or something, I don't really remember.

So, we didn't have a pipe, so we had to make one out of a Pepsi can. We smoked the entire dime in 3 big bowls and I remember I didn't feel it until bowl number 2. And I remember looking at the light and it was glowing, like pulsing. It wasn't like I was hallucinating, it was very subtle.

But it was absolutely gorgeous. We turned off the lights and turned on Windows Media Player viewer with some Pink Floyd and I started feeling completely weightless but at the same time I weighed thousands of pounds.

Ever since then, I've really did a 360 emotionally. I used to cut myself, and I hated EVERYONE but my best friend. I was a recluse, and ignored phone calls from friends. I was depressed, and just gorged myself on food. Since I started smoking, I've lost 50 pounds, and, as I said before...to sum it up....I'm happy with life now.