Why do you smoke pot?

I don't smoke pot often but when I do smoke, I smoke b/c I like to feel relaxed, for me it helps me to not feel uptight when I'm feeling uptight about things going on in my life. I don't turn to pot to solve my problems but there are days when I just need to wind down and relax and sometimes pot seems to help with that.

 

Why do you smoke pot? Is it for medical reasons, entertainment, just to get f'd up, etc...? entertainment

How often do you smoke? Every day, several times a day, hardly ever? a few times a week because my ass is always broke, if i had a choice i would smoke everyday though.

Do you feel depressed the day after or wake up with a cloudy head? never... ive only ever had one bad experience with pot.

Do you feel pot has helped you become more open minded and able to recieve a better joy out of your experiences in life? my thoughts have definately expanded from smoking. i dont think i would be so open minded if i didnt smoke. also i wouldnt have met such cool people or i wouldnt have met so many people.

Do you look and act like you smoke or is this something that you can do without drawing attention to it? i never draw attention to the fact that i smoke. its obvious that i do because of the group of people that i chill with. we're definately the stoners of the grade or even the school. so its a hard thing to hide.

 

Anyone ever see History of the World with Mel Brooks?

There is a scene in the movie where they are being chased by angry guards and the one guy rolls this HUGE joint (that he just happens to find near him in the field) He lets the smoke fill the air and by the time the guards catch up they forget where their going and they start dancing. It's actually very funny.

 

I saw that movie in India. I was spending a week with my friend Anand and his family in Varanasi. Anand and I were the only ones who spoke English.

One day we went to a Bhang stall, where they sell herb milkshakes and herb cookies . . . legally . . . I love India. India is a freakin' wonderful country. Anyway, on the way home we stopped at a movie rental place and picked up Mel Brooks' History of the World (part 1).

By the time the Bhang had really started to make its presence known we had gotten to the scene where Moses comes down the mountain with the tablets. As he is presenting them to the people, he drops one and it shatters to pieces. He says "I give you the fifteen comman(crash!) . . . the ten commandments." I nearly died laughing. Because of the herb and the uncontrollable laughter, I couldn't put together a meaningful sentence in any language, but I was being stared at by seven befuddled Hindus, for whom I wouldn't have been able explain even in my native English, much less in their native Hindi.

 

i don't and havent in 6 years. I used to use it to self medicate sadly though when i came off of or ran out i was fuckin nuts!