Recently, I was caught smoking weed with my brother in my room. Actually, it happened on monday night. Here's what went down... I waited til my mom went to bed, while my dad was still up somewhere else in the house. My bro came in to my room and I took out my bong, which I had just picked up in Venice Beach the day before. Then we got the bud and packed a few bowls.... damn that bong hits milky as fuck! Anyways, I was destroyed and proceeded to clean out the bowl in the bathroom, not realizing how much noise I was making. I hear noises approaching and quickly stash the bowl in a drawer, right as my mom walks in. She asks me why I was up so late and I tell her that I was washing my hands (bad excuse). All the while, a shitload of smoke and that beautiful smell is seeping into the bathroom while we are talking. She apparently gets a hint of it and walks into my room where she sees my brother. After he leaves she lifts up the covers only to find a bong, ice, and tons of water all over my sheets (way to go, bro!) All she says at this point is, "good job". lol. The part that hurt the most though was when she found the bud (45 grams of it to be precise), which I dont remember happening for some reason. Hehe. Let me also add that this wasn't my first time getting caught, it was my 4th or 5th. To make things short, she grounded me for the summer and took away all contact with the outside world, besides my computer for some reason. Also, I have to endure countless body frisks and floor-to-ceiling room checks almost daily. To make matters worse, she now finds at least one piece a day in my room. I just wanted to share my story with you guys in hopes that someone out there is going through the same shit. Feel free to drop a line, especially if you have any questions about getting caught or anything of that nature. As I said before, I'm quite experienced in that field of knowledge, so hopefully I can be of some help. I won't be going anywhere anytime soon, so you can expect some speedy responses. Lol. All I have to say is, load up those bowls while you still can. Marijuana is my anti-drug. PEACE!
4th or 5th time. You obviously knew she didnt want it in the house. Why did you go againt her word? She obviously loves you enough to give you 4th and 5th chances. If you want to keep smoking, respect her enough to keep your shit outside.
45g confiscated? that just plain out sucks. If this is your 4th or 5th time dont you think you would learn to maybe NOT smoke in the house?
No, I've never been to rehab. I'm very fortunate because I realize that I have very loving and forgiving parents. About the weed, she gave it back to me under one condition, which was that I get rid of it. A few weeks ago, my parents and I made an agreement in which I was allowed to smoke twice a month as long as I kept my grades. Also, another awesome thing is that I told her that I was going to get a bong and some bud to keep in my room and she was fine with it. I think the only thing that really pissed them off when they caught me was that I had SO much bud. My dad was bitching about how punitive the laws can be when you have more than an ounce, which is completely understandable. I'm no longer angry at my parents because I realize that I've made some stupid choices in recent times and now I just have to accept the consequences and deal with them, however much they might suck. Back to the topic of what I did with the weed... because they realize how much it was worth, they gave me two options. Well, first let me tell you that I told them that I was slanging it for a dealer. So, my first option was to have my parents pay the dealer the full $550 and then work for them until I was even with them and I guess keep the weed, they never really clarified about what they were going to do with the weed. My second option was to give the weed back to the dealer. My parents don't know that I actually bought all of it and was planning on selling it. So, of course, I chose the second because I knew that they couldn't afford the first and it was just easier. On friday, I sold all 45g to some friends of mine and that ended it. Now, my plan is to go clean, despite the j i had at school a few days ago, until she has regained her trust in me. Once this happens, I will smoke with much more caution and most importantly, I will never bring anything shit into the house. I've learned my lesson, even if it took a few times.
