So I bought those Blue Dream seeds off https://bluedreamseedsbank.com — first time, half skeptical, also half stoned, if I'm honest. Took about a week or so to ship, not terrible, packaging low-key. Not stealthy genius, just...fine. But those seeds? Plump little buggers. 

Popped seven. Five sprouted. Not miracle numbers, but not gutter trash either. They took root fast, kinda aggressive actually. One widened right out at the stem like it had something to prove. By week four I swear the tent smelled like a blueberry bakery had exploded in a pine forest. Real strong-limbed too—you can train 'em hard, and they bounce back like rubber.

Thing is, one plant went bananas—super tall, like trying to climb out the tent. Got a little annoying. Def more sativa leaners than I expected—thought there'd be chillier structure. Nah. These girls want the sun, the fan, the light, everything all at once.

The smoke though . . . Jesus. Worth it. Sweet and tingly, like your tongue dipped in sugar then kissed an energy drink. Buzz is a paradox—pivot between sofa-stuck and backyard jam session. I catch myself grinning at stupid shadows. It’s a reliable, feel-good, get-nothing-done kind of high. Not good for focus, but if you just wanna sit and talk about why clouds look sad sometimes? Oh yeah.

Bag appeal? Sticky, blue-hint frosty, not too dense but respectable. Taste lingers in your teeth. That fruit-pine-herb swirl that made Blue Dream famous—still works, still hits the nerves right.

Customer service? Eh. Glacial replies, if any. Not rude, just...absent. Like they know what they’re selling kicks and don’t care to chat. I kinda respect the gall of that. Maybe don’t order if you’re hoping for hand-holding and updates. But if you can roll with silence and risk, you might like the gamble.

Would I buy again? Maybe. Prob. Unless something goes disastrously wrong next run. The high’s too damn good to ignore forever.

Buy it, don’t. Doesn’t matter. But if you do, just make space—these plants like chaos.