Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: tifu, this is definitely the biggest fuck up in my life so far.(first time smoking cigarettes) (first time getting high) (first time going to juvie)

it was january around the 10th-13, 2014 in 7th grade my friends birthday was coming.he invited me to his house the day before his birthday at school.i go home ask my mom if it's ok she says "yeah it's fine".so the next day comes i tell him my mom said it's cool to come over and spend the night.at the end of the day i rode the bus to his house.when we get there no one else is home so we set our stuff down in his room and go to his backyard and play a game of s.k.a.t.e. after that he offers me a cigarette.i've never had one and wanted to try it.it fucking sucks.

after that we douse ourselves in cologne so we don't smell of cigarettes when his mom gets home.when his mom gets home we just play video games in his room.not much happens between then and where the fucking up really happens.so it's around 8:00pm now and my friend's mom left so he ask you want to smoke now?and i wanted to try smoking weed so we go to his backyard sit down to a table that's back there and he pulls out this 2 liter dr. pepper bottle from his recycling bin and grabs a piece of aluminum foil.he places the foil on the dr.pepper bottle puts what i thought was weed on it(was actually spice/synthetic weed).i can taste the remnants of dr.pepper from the smoke i inhale and in about 3 seconds i start coughing my ass off.

after i've settled down he goes inside i forget why and i notice shit is getting different i look at my hand and it's kind of wavy.i get kind of sketched out because i somehow forgot what i just did.my friend comes back out and i have to be assisted back to his room.this was definitely my worst drug experience i've ever had i'd black out every few seconds and wonder what the fuck is happening.after about an hour i'm still fucked up and me my friend and his step brother have the fantastic idea of going out front to shoot cars with a bb rifle.

so we go out front to shoot the cars we're out there for about 10 minutes aiming at cars and firing.but this is where shit gets really bad.on our final car we fired on one of us heard a "ping" sound that was louder than the others.this scares the hell out of us so we run back inside guns in hand.we just go back to playing black ops 2 while inside and 30 minutes later we wanna go back out to shoot more cars so while we grab the guns from my friends room we hear a knock and immediately rush back to the room (it's around 12:00 so we know this can't be good).

so we look out the window and see blue and red lights.fuck this is it i'm really going to juvie.so my friend answers the door and talks to the cops asks him about something he denies it all of course.so the cop comes in sits us down at the dinner table with my friends step brother and mom.and i thought i knew what the cop would ask about. "have you been shooting cars with a bb gun".but instead he asks "do you guys know anything about how that car window got shattered?".

my heart sinks there's more questioning which i tuned out because of my fear. so me, my friend, and his step brother all were escorted out in handcuffs (which really hurt).we're being transported to the detention center and i cry a bit cause this is all surreal for me.we get there i have to call both my parents who are obviously pissed (my dad was a prison guard at the time and my mom works at another detention center).

i have to turn in my clothes for a green jumpsuit but i get to keep my shoes its 1 something am and i'm sad and tired i make my bed which is a blue mat on a concrete slab with a scratchy blanket and fall asleep instantly.i have to wake up at 7 for breakfast my cell is unlocked and i think we had basic school breakfast, packaged cereal,donut ball etc.we go back into our cells to do nothing after about an hour we go to the gym class and play pickleball (i think thats how it's spelled).we go back to our cells eat lunch,go back to our cells,eat dinner pretty much the same thing for the next two days.

but on our third day it was martin luther king's day and the food that day was better than any school food i've ever had ribs,pumpkin pie,macaroni,lemonade,fried chicken it was the highlight of that day.then the next day this was the day we find out if we stay here for 5 more months or get released that day.

it's the next day now the three of us get walked out of the cell block into the visitation area where there was a small room to the side.one by one we each go into the small room with one of the guards its w video hearing room i have to talk to the judge over the tv and he sentences me to one year house arrest (thank god). so i leave that day and thats pretty much it we had to go to court a few months afterwards but that's not really important.

TIFU:Going to juvie