My first cigarette
I was 16 at the time, sat in the Harbour Cafe waiting for the 5pm bus after working late at school. Of course, the only reason I stayed at school later than was absolutely necessary was because of the then GF did that day.

So, there we were sat in the cafe with hot chocolates and sausage rolls when she pulls out a packet of regal king size and asks if I want one. I'd never smoked before then, used to be dead against it. She found it funny when I couldn't light it before being told you had to inhale. How was I meant to know that? Most things I'd set light to up til then had gone on fire just by putting fire to fuel.

It wasn't bad. Wasn't good either. FOr the next two years I only smoked one or two at the weekends when I was round hers (at most 4 on a night out) and only started smoking properly at uni for something to do. Was up to 20 a day at one point. I've tried to stop a couple of times. Managed for six months once. THen had a bad break up and started again and now I don't want to quit. Though I have cut down to about 8 - 12 a day (4 - 6 on weekends for some reason).

As a side note, the bad break up was with the girl I'm with now. Happily back together 3 years now (minus 6 months broken up) and she's just the most amazing woman. THough with her smoking too, its doubtful I'd give up while she still does.
(Teran Thinks Pogonophobia is funny, Thu 20 Mar 2008, 12:27, Reply)