when i was like 16 or 17 me and a buddy of mine always would say "oh yeah when we move out were going to grow..." blah blah blah so it was always in the back of my head but i never knew what it took. hell to be honest back then i didnt even know what part of the plant i was really smoking.
but the real reason i grow is...
about last july or august i decided i wanted to deal a little. cuz i was tired of dealing with shitty dealers. so after work one day i went to go pick up a quarter from this kid my friends have done business with. little did i know they only bought a 1/8. later i found out he rips people off who buy quarters from him. he takes them to the back room hold a gun to their head and says give me the money or ill shoot you.
anyway i drove a good 1 hour out of my way with my gf to this shady spot where we wait for him for another 30 minutes. then he gets in the car and we drive him to this house. he asked if i wanted to come in but my gf didnt wanna be left alone. so for some unknown reason i gave him my money and he said hed be back witht he weed. (idiot mistake i know!!!) i ended up waiting another 1 and a half hours... calling him and getting pissed. i end up leaving PISSED off at him and myself for being so stupid. and on that drive home i said "fuck this im going to grow my own" and the next day i started reasearching and i grew a couple of bag seeds. one thing led to another and i just kept learning the basics and getting equipment as i moved along.
so now here i am 10 months later with a pretty good understanding of how to grow weed vegging my little 2 day old seedling waiting for it to get older so i can do my first outdoor grow!
thats my story.
thanks to bad dealers i grow pot.
but the reasons i keep growing pot are different.