CockneyRebel wrote:
I've tried Pot at a New Years Eve party, as 1995 became 1996. I told the people at work, and they said, "You're a real hippie, now. I'll be looking for you with your tie-dyed clothes and your beads."
As a result, I've fighted back from that mistake that I've made. I didn't go near the green stuff, ever again. I got my hair cut, pretty much the way that it is, now. Use my avatars as a guide. I've also mail ordered a bunch of Kinks stuff back in that year of 1996. I wasn't going to let three puffs of Pot change who I was, and I wanted to prove those Surrey sluts wrong. (I live in Langely). I've even danced to 'You Shouldn't Be Sad' from the Kinda Kinks album that I had the CD of, at the summer Barbeque, dressed like The Kinks but wearing a black blazer just to prove a point to those bullies. It was than that they've figured out that I was and am still a Mod, to this day, and I will be until the day I die. They've never picked on me about drugs, sex, guys or driving, ever again. They knew where I stood, because I fought back, after trying that Pot.
I did something stupid, and than redeemed myself the following months by doing intelligent things to prove everybody wrong and to prove myself right. I'm quite sure that even my parents were worried that I might become a hippie. I've also proved those two wrong with all the stuff I've ordered. I did it for myself.
I don't quite get it. Trying pot hardly makes you a hippie. Even if you smoke it occasionally, you're still not a hippie. Hell, you could be a complete stoner and still not be a hippie.
Why get so worked up over something like that?