Hey there, I'll just be a minute. Have to get some shit off my mind. I had been smoking for a while before getting caught. I wasn't very bright when I first started. But one night I was feeling bored and thought I'd just go ahead and smoke a small bowl before bed, but it ended up being a few more, and before I knew it I had smoked everything I had. I had then realized that my whole room reeked so badly of weed. I tried opening my window, spraying febreeze everywhere, but nothing would get rid of the smell. But it was late and I was still pretty stoned, so I figured I'd just crash and see if it would filter out during the night with the window open and a fan blowing it out. But I woke up and it still stunk. I didn't think much of it and thought it just needed some more time. I sprayed some more febreeze and headed out for a bit. Came back to find my mom standing there just glaring at me. I knew I was fucked. I had read some posts of people saying that actually going and being honest to their parents to find out they were cool with it. So I thought that I should just come clean, and hope for the best. After a few hours of me bringing up good points and arguing my logic, she got frustrated and told me that she'd have to think about it. I thought wow this is amazing, I don't have to be worried about my parents cracking down on me anymore. Well that feeling was short-lived when around an hour later both her and my dad came in. He started bringing up crap about how that I would turn out to be a crack addict or some shit and end up in prison. No matter how many times I told him that it wasn't physically addictive and telling him that most of the negative effects were exaggerated, he wouldn't budge. Then he starts dragging me on a long fucking guilt trip telling me how much I hurt my mother and that they were disappointed in me. I was really tired of arguing at that point, and just let him throw whatever crap he had left at me. Got grounded for a few weeks, couldn't do anything. This was maybe 5-6 months ago, I'm bored as hell now. A lot more resourceful, and smarter than I was then about covering shit up. I think I'm just gonna go and spend the whole day tomorrow just getting baked as hell with friends. Fuck the consequences, and fuck my parent's biased view on crap. /rant
A wiser man once said don't smoke in your parent's house. Nevertheless, that sucks dude. Just stick to smoking when you're not home and in a safe place, and you'll good.
