Best high of your life

I tought it would be a good idea if I made a thread about everyones greatest high ever, you come here.. and describe it.

so.. me first.

Hmm I had a couple of really amazing times with MJ, but I guess this one tops all the others. This was actually very recent, a couple of weeks ago. Saturday at noon, me and a couple of friends from class decided to go out for a "ride"... the spot for the day, right in front of the sea... the day was great, bright and sunny. us 5 chillin under the palm trees.. we weren''t in sand.. we were like in a reef, I think that's how you say it in english.. the point is that we were above the sea, and as the waves broke, we would receive water splashes. So we were smoking this chocolate flavor blunt, and after a few tokes, I was really high, we were talking, and this girl kept asking a lot of question to one of the guys, but they didnt were quite in the same vibe, I mean they were understanding two different things, and this other girl and me were totally tripping on what was going on. I guess I liked this day so much, because it was like a bonding experience, it was the first time that I smoked with this two girls, so I kinda felt good.. also the day was beautiful.. really breazy... so we were all sitting on these little rocks that look like primitive smalls sofas, we loved those, I kept saying that I was gonna take one of them with me..
And it started getting kinda cold, and cloudy.. but we were there.. sharing, there was a sense of togetherness in the whole place, that felt great. We were so entertained in our conversation that we didn't realize that it has started to rain until it was raining really really hard.. I mean those drops of water were huge... I love rain, so for me, this was another good thing to smile about, but all my friends started running to the car.. so well I decided to follow.. so we are in the car, laughing like crazy, and trying to catch our breath, while I keep repeating "this rain is the best thing to ever happen to us, the greatest suprise".. and Fred, this guy sitting next to me, starts screaming.. "Shit.. I forgot my pills".. he had like 8 pills in a little plastic bag, and was playing with them the whole time, so he gets out of the car and starts running around like a mad man.. he look like a character from some cartoons, I mean he was running around with his arms waving to all places.. he stops real close to the car, and really far away from were we were.. lifts a rock..put his hands in his head.. and goes crazy.. he eventually found them, and they were good. But he was soaking wet, like he jump inside the sea, with his clothes on.. He gets back into the car, and his shaking from the cold.. and he says "OMG those drops are Humengous.. I swear that it was only 3 that touched me, and lookd at me, Im all wet".
So we stayed in the car like 10 minutes, saying, let's go.. where are we going.. and even after we decided a place, we kept forgetting where it was that we were going.. We were going to eat.. of course.
It was a crazy funny day.. but really positive, I mean it felt good.

So what's your story

 

allright, the best high i've ever had was just last week. i went over to my friends house w/ a 10 sack. so we sat in his garage/room for a while, then decided to smoke. so we smoked 3 bowls or so, and decided to walk to vons. so i put visine in, but he didn't wanna. so he put on these fucking blues brother sunglasses or some shit like that. so i'm cracking up the whole time we're walking, and he's talking the whole time. i MAY have been skipping the whole time, i'm not sure. so we decide to walk in this new housing tract. and we see a park, and it's like an oasis. so we both run to it in a dead sprint, looking like retards. so then we realized how lame that was, and started heading towards vons again. so we get their, and i buy pomegranate juice and a bunch of fruit leather, and he gets a dr. pepper or something. so we're walking back and we've got to cross this 4 lane street, and it's rush hour. so we kinda meander our way across, it took like 5 minutes cuz we kept zigzagging. so then we finally made it back to his house, and laid back watching home movies he made. and people kept walking in, and i was freaking out and trying to seem sober, cuz i didn't know at the time that his mom smokes. so his mom walks in, and somehow my friend said something about shrooms, and she thought we were tripping on em or something. so she freaks out, and then we had to calm her down and say it was just weed. so then she just says "o, well, this isn't very productive" and walks out. then i walked home when it got dark, and it was like a 3 mile walk. it was the funnest walk i ever took. haha.

 

I don't remmeber much all I know is lots and lots of Blueberry bus, all you can eat chinese buffet, and video games

 

That is a very good idea Autentique and I liked your story. I can't really think of anything though so I'll just say "my next one."

 

does it only have to be a high from mj or any other drug?

 

Well .. I tought here it would only be MJ, but yeah I guess it can any other drug.

 

i think keep it to mj only.

 

well this was one of the funniest times.


3 of my friends came over one time and had to leave before my dad got home because hed freak out. So we smoked about 9 bong hits each, and were so fucking high. Then, deciding to leave, we all got into the car, with Jessica driving. Keep in mind that it snowed a foot that day, my drive way is very long with deep ditches on each side, and her cars wheels are fucked up. She back up right into a ditch and got stuck. When she finally got out, we were driving along some other road going the right way, then she skidded out and was going in the completely opposite direction, on a highway.

Then we were at someones house sitting in the car and she realized she lost her phone. So while she was trying to get out of the driveway (also got stuck again) I was trying to call my sister to tell her to listen for a stairway to heaven ringtone in the snow. She found it, so we had to go back to my house to get it, and i had to get juice boxes cause we all had cotton mouth so bad. Then later that night, we were at the movies in the parking lot, and she locks her keys in the car, IN THE IGNITION, WITH THE CAR ON. yea. great huh? so her mom got pissed cause she wasnt supossed to be driving and took her and this other girl home so i was stuck there with Brandon and Brett with no way home. We had to pay someone to picl us up and drop us off somewhere between our houses because the guy who picked us up could only drop us off at one place.

 

man.. i wrote this really long "high story" and it kinda got lost..

 

I have yet to experience the best high of my life.

However the best high I have experienced so far has to be the time me and two good friends were smoking a perfect joint on her porch overlooking a lake. It was a crisp night and soft music was playing in the backround.

I remember looking out across the lake and seeing some happy people singing around a bonfire (she lives across from a campsite). I felt so happy to be alive, so happy to be human. I felt so good about mankind in general and realized what a facinating species we are.

 

the best high of my life

an essay by jointman69

The best high of my life occured on december 27th, 2004. I had flown to Virginia the previous day to visit friends. My friend Ian and I got up and went downstairs about 10 in the morning and ate a little breakfast and left. It was a 15 minute bike ride to where we were meeting our two other friends but it took us an hour to get there because of all the ice and snow. We finally got there and nobody was at the spot. I called my friends cell phone and he told me that he was still eating breakfast and he'd be here in a minute. Once the twins, Asa and Brandon, finally got to the spot we decided where we wanted to get stoned at. So Asa called one of his dealers and picked up a quarter of some pretty high grade shit. While we were waiting two of our friends, Jay and Tyrone, came up. We had a big snowball fight until Asa had picked up the buds. We then walked to 7-11 and bought a bunch of munchies so we wouldnt have to go outside all stoned. We proceeded to this semi-abandoned building a little ways away from 7-11. It was pretty nice inside, still had heat and water, and also had a couch and lots of chairs. We got seated and started packing up two bowls. We passed those around til they kicked and then filled them up again. Brandon then got a call from our friend Burt who was right outside and needed us to unlock the doors for him. Well Ian had to put his bowl away because some kid had stolen it from Burt and sold it to him. We let Burt in and someone got the idea we should roll a blunt. So i gave Jay the honey dutch because he is the worlds best blunt roller! So the 7 of us passed around Asa's bowl until the blunt was done. Now I had only smoked an 8th in the last 3 1/2 months so believe me when I say I was FUCKED UP. So we lit the blunt and passed i around and then put the roach in the bowl to finish it. We sat around that abandoned building for a couple hours jsut smoking cigarettes and laughing and eating. It was literally one of the best days of my life. The End.

 

Jointman that was an amazing story.. I picture myself doing that trough the whole time I was reading, now..

I have another one for you guys. The best high of my life is right now!! So I woke up today at noon, I started doing some H.W., you know gotta be responsible and shit. I ate lunch, I worked some more, I found out that today was Bob Marley's birthday, so I decided to write this on my nick: Robert Nesta Marley.. was born a day like today, as my good old smoking buddies, where getting online, their first question was.. is it?? andd then they would say.. man we must do something. Until finally Max(my best guy friend) and a friend of his.. decided to come and pick me up.
As soon as I got in the car... the smell hit me.. all I could say was "mmm.. smells good in here", as I was saying this, I realized that Max had a water bong in his hand, that made me happy , you know that oozy feeling you get. He took a few more hits and passed it to me, that made me even more happy, they weren't smoking MJ, it was Hash, I kinda burn my thumb.. but, back to the story. I smoked for a while and then I passed the bong to Angel, It was instant.. I was high as hell, and the day was beautiful, sunny, warm and breazy.. I started taking pics with my cellphone, they are amazing. We drove around, until we were seaside.. to what we call "malecon", and we felt so great, we said that the day was like Bob's song "Sun is shining.. the weather is sweet, makes me wanna move..my dancing feet".. we were singing it.. because the radio wasn't working. We felt so good, that we decided to stop and walk around for a little while, because every sunday is "Malecon Libre".. like "Free Malecon(seaside)".. no cars can passed in certain area of it, a really big area, so everyone is walking there. We decided to join them, and we were walking around with the dominican people, I mean the merengue and bachata listeners, the real people and the real dominican culture..we bought ourselves a Presidente, and as we walked around we drank the beer, and talk the whole way. .tripping.. I said that I felt that I was in a circus.. because there were a bunch of kids jumping arounds like acrobats, and there was this tiny kid, in a sort of small bike.. and were like look a "midget" (little people... sorry) and we are in Febrarury and that's the month of our independence but also of the carnival.. so people dress up in what is called "Diablo Cojuelos" started coming.. and we started running away from them.
We started walking really fast, and got back in the car... before we got back in the car we sat down to rest, because Angel was tired, and later in the night he remembered that he left his cellphone there.. he didn't get it back.
Then we just drove around, smoking some more.. a lot more.. and we got the munchies and bought a lot of chips, coke, cookies, in a "colmado" and then.. I got home, and ate some more.. and sat down here to write this. Im still really high.. is nice

 

The best high I've ever had...hmm...I'd say the best one I've ever had is the first time, because it was just so fucked up. Me and my friends were all still ameteurs and we only had a one hitter that looks like a cancerrette. All of our tolerances are pretty low and we get pretty blazed after 1 bowl to ourselves out of the onie. We passed it around probably 10 times. By this time I kind of realized something was going on, I could feel something working. We were out in the middle of the wood's(we were at Tom Shipley's house, you know, shipley from the band Brewer and Shipley...) and we were walking back and all of sudden I was having HUGE time lapses. And we were in the middle of woods, stoned as fuck I was freaking out because everyone else was going so fast and was getting way ahead of me so I grabbed on to the kid in front of me and wouldn't let go until we got out of the woods. We somehow overshot the house and ended up kind of in front and beside it. I laughed pretty hard at that. After that I had a pretty good time munching on food and then tripped out to music in a dark room. It was pretty good. I'm sure I've had better times after that, but that was the most memorable time.



After re-reading this, I realize I say "pretty" way too much. :&

 

well, this is more like a "best experience while high" story. the first time i had sex high was just an all around amazing experience. just smoking naked with someone you really love is an excellent feeling by itself but having sex just makes you feel really connected. exploring someones body that you're already comfortable with while your stoned is a feeling like no other.

 

im not gonna read a paragraph but, my best highs are with dank, enough said.

 

Well, I was chillin' out in a park about to pull a joint out and get baked when I ran into an old friend that I hadn't seen since I dropped out. I had a lot of feelings for her when I was still going to school, and a lot of the days I went the only reason I did was because I knew I would see her that day.

Well, we get passed all the general bullshit of how we've been, and she asked what I was up to for the rest of the day. I just said, "Nothing much, I was just comin' out here to smoke a joint, and then I was probably just going to go up for a hike in the hills. Do you want to come?" She agreed, and we walked around the trees that separate the park and the hills and began smokin' the joint.

By the time the joint was gone, I was buzzing really hard, and she was talking about something. Suddenly I became aware of the beauty of everything around me. I forgot the substanse of everything, the meaning of everything and I just took it all in. The trees, the grass, the sky, the sound of the creek beside us. I began to stop paying attention to what it was she was saying, and all I could concentrate on was her voice.

Soon we came to a spot where there was a little cut-out of the face of a rock, and some trees in front of it. The entire scene just had me so removed from everything; I had no worries, no thoughts, no contemplations. I just was, and everything was with me. I felt like I was blessed, just sitting here with all this beauty around me. Everything was significant, and it was just so moving. I said, "Everything is just so beautiful. Listening to the birds chrip, and the wind blow through the leaves of the tree. Look how the sun just gleems off of the water, it looks like a stream of pure energy."

She had been talking for a long time before that, about what I didn't know, I was just distracted by the beauty of everything. I decided to pull my bowl out and we both shared two or three more bowls. She began talking again, at first I could concentrate briefly, but the stone just kept creeping up harder and harder, and soon anything she had said had just turned into a series of infinite reflections in my own mind. I drifted onward and onward, and once again it felt as if I reached such a pinnacle of thought that my mind could no longer function logically, and everything around me was just too beautiful.

Her voice rang through all of it. It felt like I was just slowly being rocked back and forth in comfort, each tonal modulation taking me from one pinnacle of pleasure to the next. I closed my eyes, and all I saw were images of unsoiled plains of great freen fields, buffalos grazing. I saw great deserts of sands, and huge oceans. It was as if her voice was generating in my own mind everything that I ever considered beautiful. Her voice was beauty, and soon I just found myself laying there, my eyes closed, lingering on every word she said, but never having the meaning registered to me. Ever y word she spoke, ever sound that I interpreted, all associated back to these beautiful images that I was seeing.

I felt her nudge my shoulder, and she asked me if I was falling asleep. I opened my eyes as she said the words, and as her face came into my view, I was speechless. The sun gleemed off her black hair, and all the beauty of everything I had been experienced all focused and compacted itself into this one moment. I just stared at her for what I thought was eons, and it must've been a while, because soon she said, "Are you going to have a conversation with me, or are you just going to stare at me all day."

I felt kind of embarrassed, and I wanted to say something. I couldn't think of anything to say. Basic conversation seemed to be so blocked to me. Before I knew it I was already speaking, and the words just felt so natural coming out of my mouth I didn't bother to stop them. I just let them be, and slowly I just said, "I'm sorry, everything's just so beautiful. I've heard every word you've said, but the only thing that I've understood is the beauty of your voice, and this is the first time that I've looked at your face in this state, and I'm stunned. I can't think."


She didn't say anything after that, and once again I pulled my pipe out and we smoked a few more bowls. She took my hand, and led me over to a tree, and we just layed under it for a while, holding hands and watching the sun shine through the leaves, and I knew she was then experiencing what I was. I guess we fell asleep there together, because when I woke up it was dark, and she had moved closer to me and had put her arm around me.

It turns out we had layed and slept there until about 11:00 PM. I haven't talked to her since, though. I assume because she has a boyfriend, and I won't really even try to fool myself into believeing that it was a platonic thing that happened. That single day has severely changed my outlook on life ever since, and I now try to never overlook the beauty in anything.

 

beautiful story sagacious

 

Ok here my storrrrray! First off I will with my first time.


Ok I was open minded to smoking mj and me and a couple buddies goes upstairs and got into a circle to go smoke. They let me have the green hit. It was just shwag so i toked up and i took like 4 hits and im like dude im not feelign anything, so they say "we need to rbing out the big guns" and they brough out this 1/2 oz of KB. So i take HUGE riffs off of it with green hits and everything. About 3 riffs later i was like i dont feel anythign, then all of a sudden, BAM! I had this BIG ass smile on my face. The biggest smile I EVER had! And I was like "I CANT FROWN!" I tried to go back to normal but i couldnt. And then i was laughing for 10 minutes straight, hurt kinda from laughing CONSTANTLY! Hitting the floor and stuff. Then we went downstairs. My legs twitchy and a mother and I was gigling and man i was sooooo HIGH.

This time is when im more experienced and got ahold of good shit: My friend and I went on a road trip to get this freakin NICE chronic, some very good SHIT. We got a deal for a 1 oz and a half for $100. I know these people and every buck I put into it had a even more BANG. We take bongs hits to try this shit out, man was i suprised! I got this head rush and everything was tingling and I felt like i was in a different zone. Just sittign there smiling, one time i stand up and i was loooking at my friends and i just stared at them and i was like dude i feel like im in another dimension of this reality! Man this was a nice ass high. Then we smoked some more and made a trip over to wendy's. Open late for a service great! And filled our stomachs and shit man, that was awesome!

 

I was at my girls house with 10 of our friends we work at camp with. One of them was going home in the morning (South Africa) and two others were leaving in a few days (England) so we decided to party royally since we wouldn't be together like this for another year. We smoke a bowl together and then my girl and I kept toking for a good hour after everyone else stopped. I was the highest I've ever been without being uncomfortable if you know what I mean, often when I smoke THAT much I get uncomfortable for 15 minutes of so. It was just absolutely perfect, a crystal clear stone. The thing that made it the best was not the weed, it was a people I was with, people I truely love and love me back. We play DuckHunt on nintendo, watched School House Rocks! went on a 2 am milkshake run and just enjoyed each others company. Ahhh, I miss the summer.

 

Wow. Just wow.