Hmm.. I'm not sure. I can't remember a whole lot of "firsts" for me.. Oh gosh. I really can't remember any firsts. Oh! I know, another smoking story, hahah.
I remember when I was in like 6th grade.. or maybe seventh.. we live in these really crappy apartments and with two rooms and noisy, rude neighbors and a tiny 2 by 4 deck. My mom and her husband would always leave me alone for hours at a time while they went to work or out to clubs and things and I remember.. it must have been 6th grade, or the summer of, and I was looking around for what I wanted to eat and I pulled a chair up to the top of the fridge, looking for cereal or sugar or something and I came across my mom's husband's pack of marb lights. I decided it would be cool or fun or something, I have no idea actually, to go and have a cigarette out on the deck. So I carefully slid one out of the pack, being careful not to touch anything more than necessary and to put the pack back exactly as it was and then I looked around for a lighter and went out on the deck. Probably five seconds after I started smoking, I decided it tasted disgusting and wasted a whole cigarette. What a shame! Hahaha.. speaking of smoking, I haven't had a cigarette in almost a month, not by choice, but because of the circumstances.
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They really are quite gross aren't they? And I say that as an ex-smoker, but I think our first taste of cigarettes is always right on, but we kill off those vital taste buds and embrace the process of smoking. At least for me, that was it. Thrilled to hear that you're not smoking, even if the catalyst is unpleasant.
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