Gotcha!

My mother found tobacco inside my room. When she told me, I thought I was in deep trouble, but SURPRISE! She told me it's not a problem. I could have told her earlier. She was worried because she had mistaken my hand-rolling tobacco for weed. Lol.
If that had happened at my father's house, I would have been in deep shit.
Now that I've been discovered...I don't feel like smoking anymore, lol. I feel a little guilty too, even if I know I don't smoke much (just sometimes when I'm bored, I can't seem to get addicted :P).