I smoked it for years when I was younger. It made me feel dizzy - and gave me the munchies. Eventually I got tired of it and stopped. It wasn't a big deal to smoke it, and it wasn't a big deal to stop smoking it. I never missed it, I don't miss it now, there wasn't a single moment in my entire life when I thought "Oh my god I need to smoke a joint!"
It didn't make me a bad student either - I had no ambition at all but I had straight As in every English/Grammar/Literature class I've taken since 4th grade and was writing computer programs in my high school math class in1978, before most of the world even considered buying a computer for personal use.
The lack of ambition didn't have anything to do with pot by the way. It was a combination of things: high expectations from the family making me want to rebel, plus undiagnosed hearing loss, plus undiagnosed ADD, plus what *might* be undiagnosed full-functioning autism-spectrum disorder (jury's out on that, and I don't care enough to get tested). General social awkwardness. So I was happier at home reading a book than I was trying to "do something with my life."
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