I guess we all succumb to peer pressure at one time or another. I mean, it's kind of hard not to in high school, especially when you want so much to be accepted. There were these guys that I wanted to be friends with, and they were all smoking outside the building and asked me if I wanted one. I, of course, said sure. I took a drag and started horribly coughing and they all started laughing. I left ashamed, but I never smoked again after that. So I suppose it's a good thing. It would have been a waste if I had gotten lung cancer from the habit.