Actually, seeing the Jefferson Airplane ref to White Rabbit "one pill makes you larger... and one pill makes you small... but the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all..." Made me think of the first time I was ever messed up on drugs - and mom gave it to me. Dristan, back when I was a kid contained codeine. I remember being home sick with a cold and mom gave me a Dristan, whereupon I sat in the living room recliner and experienced the room turning in circles. My first drug trip!
first time i got high was accidental. it was 7th grade, i was on the bus, chewing on a whiteout pen for some strange reason. then it burst and i ingested a little, the whole thing drainded and i got FUCKED up. i couldnt stop laughing and acting stupid, no one knew what was happening. it was fun until the bus slammed the breaks and then i had a raging headache and anxiety, so i moved to the front, got off and told my mom. then i fell asleep.
My story of getting high for the first time is a good one, although it may not translate well over the net. I was 16 it involves 2 other friends mainly. To quote Half baked We got toe up. We were chilling with these girls from the neighboring high school. One of them took us over to this guy's house to chill for a bit. He had a ton of weed. I told him i have never smoked before and my friend's said they did but they were lying or didn't get high the first time at least. So we went out in the back and he passed around a joint and I first hit it and it went around. After about 4 hits I thought this is pointless and gave up. We went back inside and chilled for a little bit, neither my friends or I were feeling it so the guy said he would let us hit a bong. We hit the bong and on my 2nd hit i forgot to take out the piece and blew it out of the bong with some water as well (don't ask how I managed to do it.) So after we fixed that situation I took one more hit and coming off that 3rd hit I immeadiately felt Light as a feather. After that we left and I remember everything going super slow motion, and i looked up at a 10 ft basketball hoop and thought i would be able to dunk. My other 2 friends weren't feeling it yet so we decided to go drive back by our high school. When we got in the car I just started laughing uncontrollably. We start driving 5 minutes later, my other friend in the passenger seat starts busting up laughing as well, he starts yelling "WE ARE GOING 85" " OH MY GOD we are going 85" followed by laughter, (we were going 35) and is playing with his seatbelt like he's going to jump out the car, the guy driving was like "Damn what the fuck is wrong with you guys" and we just continue laughing. 5 minutes later the driver is like "HOOOOOOLLLLLLLYYY SSHHIT i got to park, the road just got super small." Me and my friend in the passenger seat say "Are you feeling it now?" and start to laugh. So we sat parked on the side of a residential street for 2 hours, the driver just sat stoned in the car, me and my buddy went out and explored, there was a creek nearby and i remember saying random dumb stuff like "we should try to jump the creek." We eventually called our friends to come drive my buddies car and pick our incapacitated selves up.
The first time I got high was pretty cool. Me and these two girls drove out to see this dude who said he could hook us up with some weed. I've been wanting to try it so we drove down. He took us out to this path through the woods people called "the spooky trail" and we blazed 2 bowls. I was high as the fucking moon, but the one girl ryan kept fucking tweeking my nipples on the ride back. So I got her back by pinning her down and trying to steal her bra. The other chick driving almost got into a wreck cause of all the commotion so I had to give up on my conquest. We went back to my house and listened to raidohead. I ate 9 apples.
my first time was so much fun, but no big deal. i went to my friend's new place, which was a carriage house made into an apartment, so of course you had to climb a flight of stairs to get up there and there was this cool little balcony facing the alley, where all you could see were the backs of other old-ass houses. we smoked on the balcony in the dark. i couldn't inhale right so this girl shotgunned me through a toilet paper roll. hilarious memory. eventually i got the hang of it and so we passed a joint and pipe at the same time. i remember i thought i wasn't feeling it, but then i called my friend and heard nothing on the other end, when everyone else told me they could hear her talking to me. i remember how the music sounded better, the food tasted better, the lights from people's houses shining in the puddles were so pretty. and how beautiful i suddenly thought my friends were. lol. apparently, when i went deaf i started yelling without realizing it because whenever i talked they were having to tell me to quiet down. the place was old and run-down, and my friend was fixing it up to get money taken off his rent. the bathroom was down a hallway that had had a door on the end of it, but it was off its hinges and leaning in a corner. i went down to the bathroom and while i was down there, jerrad thought it would be funny to stand the door back up where it was supposed to be. so when i came out and found the door, i wondered how long i had been in the bathroom if he had managed to renovate the place already. when i tried to open it, it came crashing onto the floor and the noise sounded so much louder than it probably really was. that shit was so funny!!
my first high was an acid high.. had a tab and at first the trip was running downhill, i was crying and breaking down and drawing really weird haunting pictures in my folio.. i wasn't freaking out from what i was seeing, because i wasn't getting any hallucinations, it was more that my mind exploded and i had been holding back such much negative feelings during my life that syd jumped right in there and pulled them out to deal with it.. fortunately my friends were experienced and treated me quite normally, not panicking, calming me down.. eventually i found myself sitting outside staring at this amaazing clear night sky with surreal dancing bold clouds. then i remember i was talking to myself, telling myself that it's okay to let go, that if i just sync in with nature i will be perfectly fine.. and so, i did. and that feeling was so amazing. i remember thinking "man, everything is one.." and i felt so warm, comfortable, safe, happy, content. after that trip, the same night/day/whatever i smoked my first bud.. man, my tolerance level does not exist! everyone turned into a cartoon, they look 2 dimensional, their colour changed and i couldn't make sense or even focus on what anyone was saying. so i ran inside and the left side of my face started to feel numb.. and i started screaming "i cant feel my ear! i cant feel my ear!" and my boyfriend starts to freak but a friend tells him to relax and tells me "of course you can feel your ear" and sat me down on the couch.. and then i got real heavy visuals. surreal, vibrant amaaazing patterns swirling around all over the room. i've never had them like that again yet. to this day i still have a low tolerance for mary jane. love!
It wasn't my first acid trip but I did experience something similar while tripping with a bunch of friends in an uptown commune in New Orleans. We were naked but not being sexual, just naked and I remember being overcome by the natural uninhibited closeness we shared and laid back and started crying. I think it was a release like you describe. This was the visual experience on my first heavy grass stone.
Fall of 1967, when I was nearly 17. A friend on my bowling team said "try some reefer and tune the AM radio between the stations, as it is cooler than the music". It did sound cool. Then an another, older friend came and picked me up, and we went to his house. Stuffed a towel under the bathroom door, put some Panama Red in a grandpa pipe, and smoked for what seemed liked an hour. We then came out, and the place looked like a Turkish Hash Den, and his mom was watching TV. She then asked, "Are you boys feeling good tonight?" We laughed our asses off for two hours. After that listened to The Doors "Strange Days", and The Beatles "Magical Mystery Tour". WFMU radio was playing all kinds of psych music that night.
the first time i got high was in 10th grade and i was 16. i was at my boyfriends best friends house and they we all seasoned smokers. i told them i would only get high first, if i was drunk as well. So i started drinking then half way through the night i smoked this amazing blue sparkaly bong and took a huge inhale. but i didnt feel anything. so i kept doing that through the night but ended up feeling more drunk then high. after more people showed up i just went upstairs and had fun with my boyfriend, lol. the second time was better cuz i felt it. we were at my boyfriends best friends house again (which was always a big party house constantly) and my boyfriends friend tld me know one was home so i said i would smoke. so i do and i finally feel it, but then later on i realized his dad was home and was upset, lol
I was really really young when I did this. I think either 13 or 14. All i remember is this guy kept staring at me and freaked me out. Then everyone was talking about Canada, and I asked if it was in China. Then this other guy's head was in a dryer and he was reciting a US History book. Don't know.
Wow, interesting to see that most people get their first highs off of cannabis. Not for me. My first "high" was at Wakarusa Music Festival a couple years back with my girlfriend and my cousin. I was fourteen I do believe. My cousin, Jeff, was with me and he said to me "Hey man...you ever Jedi before?". I said no, and that I didn't know what it was. He then simply said "just eat everything that is in my hand". I had 400 micrograms of blotter, a whole quarter of mushrooms, and 2 points of MDMA. He then proceeds to ask my girlfriend, and she happily accepts the offer. We then go to the mainstage area where Sound Tribe Sector 9 was playing, and I basically just dance with my girl until about 2 AM in the morning. The music was starting to wind down, so me and my girl and my cousin are walking around and come to a drum circle with fire dancer directly in the middle of it. We sit down next to the drummers and I begin to look at the barely lit grass below the fire dancer's feet. At this point I am at the peak of my high. I am beginning to see VIVID hallucinations, I feel great, and all I want to do dance and stare at this beautiful woman that is mesmerizing me with this fire. The grass begins to move with the beat of music, and I could swear that I seen odd, tiny shaped little heads on the blades of grass. Immediately I felt so thankful for nature, the people around me, and this music that was going on. I got up, helped my girlfriend up, and we just walked over to this mesmerizing-fire dancing woman, and in a very polite tone I ask "Can we hug you?". She said yes, and we simply hugged her for what seemed like hours. It felt absolutely great. When we decided to go back to the tent, we fell asleep fast, however, I woke up with a great feeling coming from stomach. I then see my girlfriend kissing her way down my abdominal region and beginning to start working on my belt. I look up and sigh with happiness, and notice that the tent seem to be FILLED with light. We proceed to make like rabbits what, again, seemed like hours. After falling asleep, I wake back up and find that my girl isn't beside me anymore. So I get out of my tent, and go to my dad's tent and ask him if he's seen her. I walk down the path to the main stage and find my girlfriend standing under a lamp post, and staring blankly with her mouth open, up at the light. I ask her what she's doing and she replies "enjoying the simple things in life". I then get her to come back to the tent with me, and we fall asleep. The next day we spend in nostalgia, as it was time to pack up and leave. Guys, I had the best "first high". I tried cannabis a couple of weeks later, expecting it to be great...what a disappointment.
My first attempt was in 8th or 9th grade when I read in one of my mom’s magazines about the benzedrine epidemic and how it was so widespread that kids in New York could go into pharmacies and score by saying, “My uncle Benny sent me.” So I rode my bike to a pharmacy farther than the closest one and went in and said, “My uncle Benny sent me.” Of course it didn’t work and when the pharmacist asked me what my uncle sent me for I was speechless, not having thought that far ahead. The next time was a few years later in Mexico when some friends and I made the Texas high school boys pilgrimage to the Villa Acuna boy’s town (la zona rosa), where I scored a matchbox with just a little something in it. So I’m lurking out behind a bar in a place with dirt streets and nothing but bars and prostitutes and all the associated type things and characters, trying to stuff this stuff into a cigarette with the tobacco out. I smoked it but nothing happened. The next time I was in Acuna we went to a farmacia in the downtown area and bought some bottles of benzedrine. We were hanging out in bars in boy's town and I took a half a tab and nothing happened so I took a whole and nothing happened so I took several and so on like that, a little bit more, a little bit more, not noticing that I was talking a lot and faster and faster and drinking a lot of cokes and at some point realized, OH MAN! I was flying high! This was about 1959 or 60 and I was still in high school.
my first time was last valentines day haha. It was the wierdest valentines day ever. I was hanging with a friend and out of the blue she asked me "do you wanna smoke?" I said yea, we had nothin better to do. She told me all the different ways to smoke and all about thc and stuff. We smoked it using a pipe. The first thing i thought was DAMN this is not easy on the throat! A little late she asked me did I feel anything, I said no. Then she told me that some ppl dont get high the first time. I thought to myself "GREAT, i did all this for nothin". Her mom called her so she left to the kitchen. I remember leaning in to turn up the TV, but when i reached to turn it up, i realized my hand had already been there for a couple of seconds, Its was even on the button either! It was under the button haha. Then i realized IM HIGH!!! haha I kep space in out every couple of seconds and looking at my shoes. When Kelcey got back we finished watch madagascar, while was laying on her bed i started getting twitchy, it was ANNOYING! To take my mind of it i walked into the living room and started to run around in circle to make the twitches less noticeable haha. Then I sat on the couch and looked at my feet again, i could see my feet were touching the ground, but i felt like they were dangling off a building. Later i layed down on the couch and closed my eyes, i felt like i was really small and the couch had grew as big as the house. then it would morph back into a smaller size again. then i ate a whole bag of chips. end
My first time was actually quite recently...we were at a festival in Mozambique end of May with my dad who's a musician. My two older sisters and I had a little wooden hut right next to the stage that everyone called the pothole (for obvious reasons) and all our friends would come and smoke in there with us...one night my sister asked me if I wanted to smoke a joint with them and I thought what the hell...I couldn't feel anything for a while and thought it didn't work on me and then all of a sudden everything was amazing! I laughed hysterically at everyone and everything, but was also quite paranoid and I got lost a lot, my sisters had to keep on looking after me...then the bands started playing and we chilled on our little porch...I felt like the music was inside of me, like I was made out of just music...I can't even explain it...then I passed out for 5 hours...it was one of the best times of my life!!!! And the best of all is it was my dad's weed!
First time I did weed I didn't like it. I went to a friend's house in town and i sat on his bed with a friend just having a couple of beers and talking, while the others rolled. Problem was, no one had any king sized papers, so we had to settle for ordinary cig ones. Anyway, after a while, they had rolled them, so we went to this old church and sat in the churchyard. I had a few drags, and I wasn't too sure about it, I didn't want to pale out or anything. Anyway, after a while we were all kind of hungry, might have been munchies but I hadn't eaten that night so it might just have been hunger. So we went to a kebab and pizza shop and I ordered a donner kebab, which (probably because of the weed) tasted so much better than usual. We went back to the churchyard and had some more. I didn't really know what I was supposed to be feeling, but after a while I looked up and the sky looked different, like it was solid ad a bit purple, and the church itself, looked a bit 2D against the sky. Not sure if I really got high at all cos it might just have been the placebo effect. Because it was winter, it was absolutely freezing and none of us had jackets, so we went back to my mate's house and I felt quite sick, so the others went to bed and we (me and friend) put Lord of the Rings on. I was feeling a bit sick, and the prospect of sleeping on his wooden floor didn't appeal to me so I decided to walk back. Because everyone else had had more than me, by now they were sound asleep. So I snuck out the back door. On the way back, went the wrong way, then went back to his, then went the same wrong way again lol. Eventually found the right way and got back home at about 3 or 4 in the morning. But, I'd forgotten my key, so I rang my Dad's mobile, I could have knocked on the door, but that would have woken everyone else up, then I went straight to bed. He probably would have suspected something, seeing as I smelt of tobacco and weed, and had quite red eyes, but thankfully with it being dark, and him being half asleep, he didn't notice.
