I saw a thread on here about when was your first time, but i'm asking what was it like? not your first time smoking, your first time actually getting high. I love these stories, so tell me about your first time getting high.
my first time getting high was when i was in 9th grade. my friends had already started smoking before me, and i ended up wanting to try it. they were excited that i wanted to smoke, but they said that the last time they got high they "ran through a field because they thought some creature was chasing them". i was kinda nervous cause shit, who wants to be running through a field from a creature that isn't even there? i kinda figured they were lying though, so i met up with them a couple days later and we smoked some joints in my friend's garage. it was really fun, we listened to music and just sat around and talked most of the night. and the rest is history!
My first high was a wake and bake with my sister while staying the night at her house. Right after we smoked, we ended up going to Sam's Club with my parents and I wandered off, distracted by how big and trippy everything seemed, and got lost. I kept going up and down the aisles, going in circles, not looking at anything in particular. Bumped into my dad 45 minutes later and it suprised me, I was so fascinated with the high I forgot I was even shopping with them.
I was recording a song for my girlfriends birthday present. After we finished recording we left for a party. I had four or five bong hits, got a ride back to the studio, and listened to Dark Side of the Moon on the Surroundsound over and over again. Been flying ever since
for my first time, i was on a church youth group mission trip (for me, it was more a social thing than a religious thing) in Arkansas. a group of us were sitting/laying on a hillside looking at the stars and the grassy field below. it looked like a lake of grass infront of us, because of the wind pushing everything in waves. and as I was looking at the stars, I saw the Big Dipper and pictured it as if it were hanging from a hook on a large board (like in a toolshop - all the other stars are more holes to hang stuff). I thought, "if that´s how big a ladel would be, imagine how big a PERSON would be!!" just blew my mind. i remember I liked walking around because we were on this ranch with lots of cool paths and animals everywhere. that was during my first year of high school. I smoked only a couple times more during high school, and then only smoked about once a month my first year in college. it wasnt until into my second semester of that year that i began to smoke, stoner-style. so it took me pretty much 4 years exactly to begin to smoke more often, and more each time. (spring break ´98 to spring break ´02) kinda nice to fully enjoy the experiences, little by little. either way, it´s too late now to change my mind
my first time was in my bedroom solo at night when everyone went to sleep. i had bought 1g from a friend at school, so i was pretty anxious to try it when i got home! i had already made a pipe/bong, but no water... so its night sometime after 12... i was told it would smell so i opened the window. im standing there ontop of a pile of dirty clothes barefoot by the window. i take a couple hits holding them in for as long as possible. then i started feeling something, but i couldn't put my finger on just what it was, i closed my eyes while holding in another hit, all of a sudden it felt like i was falling. u know that falling feeling in dreams, so i opened my eyes right away and felt off balance like i was gonna fall over. so i go and sit down in my comfy chair. i load up another bowl and keep on tokin... then all of a sudden it hit me, i was like, oh shit, i think im high! like way high, so i start laughing for no reason, its like a warm tickle tingly feeling from within flowing throughout... so im sitting there trying not to laugh for awhile... i put the pipe down, and i turn on the tv in my room and it sounded really loud (didnt wanna wake anyone) so i turned the volume way low just enough to hear it. as im sitting there watching this oldschool show (i think the jeffersons. ) i hear and feel my heart beating so loud, and the more i thought about it the faster and louder it got! i kinda freaked out, but got over it when i kept telling myself it was the weed, then i was amused by it, i could hear my heartbeating! then i have a feeling of an OBE... i felt like i was watching myself from behind, just above my head about 2feet back. im thoroughly amused by all the sensations. i turn my head to the right to look at my clock by the bed. when i turned my head, every sound just died, it went quiet... i look back at the tv real quick and the sounds come back, i turn and the sounds die off again. im like wtf? ok so that was weird, im getting used to the new perception and feelings while im sitting there watching tv... then i needed to piss, so i get up and it feels weird still kinda like that OBE feeling, im in auto-pilot, its like im watching myself, watching this body slowly moving along, and im trying to be sooo sneaky so no one will hear me, im sure i was moving like a sloth that night. i make it to the bathroom, and then while washin my hands i look at myself. and see my eyes are like half shut and when i open em up wide there like a faded red instead of white, i get closer to the mirror only to see there a little bloodshot, but from far away they looked red! got back to the room and holy crap! the whole room smelt... a little worried and paranoid i grab a towel and start spinning it around towards the window, i do this for idk how long 10min, 20min... felt like i was standing there forever swinging this towel around. when i thought it was aired out enough i layed down on my bed and pretty much passed out watching tv...
I was 14 the first time i smoked, and was very excited but didnt get that high, probably because i didnt know how to take the smoke down properly and was coughing a lot the first time i actually got high was soon after that in my bedroom, and was such an amazing life changing experience that ive never stopped since
I would like to explain my first time but right now I too tired & stoned...LOL your such a tripper HESH...
Just me in my room with my pipe. Nothing special. But what a wonderful and intense high it was. I never can get as high as I did when I first started.
I was 18 the first time I smoked. I was up at SUNY Plattsburgh the second weekend of fall semester freshman year. It was September of 2002. Anyways my buddies had a room on the top floor of one of the dorm towers and they asked me if I wanted to go smoke. Myself and one other good friend were new to it and had never done it before. So we decided to give it a try. My buddy threw all the essentials into his pocket and we walked out to the hall. The hall was shaped like a big square and I stood at one corner while my other friend stood at the other corner to keep an eye out. My other friend picked the lock to the door that led to the roof with a knife. Once it was open we climbed up a short ladder and were outside on the roof. We packed a yellow and blue colored glass bowl smoked it and climbed back down. At first I didnt think I felt anything. That was untill I started to feel a heavy sensation in my face and my eyes felt like they were a bit heavy as well. Like anyone experiencing a pot high for the first time I couldnt stop smiling and giggling like a little kid. It was awesome. My other friend who was smoking for the first time as well swears he didnt feel anything.
first time i smoked i got high, happend something like this: freshman year of high school, went out into the woods behind my house with a good friend, we made a pipe out of a can and started to smoke some bowls. didnt know anything about weed at the time besides the fact that i was smoking it, probably smoked 2 or 4 bowls and i couldnt remember a thing. my short term memory was like a gold fish, every time my friend said something i forgot it instantly, looking back, im really surprised i didnt freak out. we wandered around the woods for awhile, everything was moving and i didnt know exactly what was going on, what time it was, etc.. i started to come down as we sat on this bridge over a creak out in the woods. i just sat staring at the water, seeing all sorts of crazy animals and scenes in the flowing movement. i eventually came fully down and went home, dont remember what happend after that, i assumed i probably ate a lot of food lol
It really wasn;t my first time smoking... but before that day I had never really learned to inhale properly. Then this one day at school my friends and I decided to do a "marathon".. where you take your puffs and hold it in until the joint comes back to after doing a full circle. Since we were doing that I was forced to hold it in and learned to properly inhale for it. Right after that marathon I felt real lightheaded and then I realized I was more then lightheaded. This was 2 years ago so my memory isn't too fresh, but I must've liked it since ever since I've been toking.
My first time was in my second year of college. My old friend was visitting me in philly from maryland cuz i told him i wanted to try weed. He picked me up from my house late. We drove and parked somewhere and he whipped out the weed. To me, then, the smell was so eerie and unexpected. He rolled an amazing blunt. I was scared when he lit it and passed it to me. I was struggling to inhale. I would pull smoke into my mouth and blow it out. I was anxious, as was common for me back then. I took several nice hits and he gave me three shot gun hits, which destroyed my lungs. It took a few minutes to get high . I started feeling mellow and tired. I was like "hey this is kinda cool, not what i expected though, I thought you were supposed to see rainbows and stuff". The high hadn't really kicked in yet. We drove off. Two minutes or so passed without me realizing. I don't know if I was unconscious but suddenly we were in a different part of the neighborhood. I was saying dude I need to go to the hospital. I felt really bad at first. We decided to drive around and I started to feel really great. He's like wanna go get some food? I was like FUCK YEAHHH!!! suddenly I was starving. We went to Mcdonalds drivethru to destroy our stomachs with gluttony. At the drive thru speaker I was talking really loudly like DUde this is fucking amazing you don't know how great I feel AHHH!!! and he was like dude shhh. I kept talking not realizing the implications of my actions. He was like dude you really need to chill out right now! More awesome stuff happened. It was great. Also, I never went so long without analyzing myself, what a bazaar new feeling that was!
The first time I got high was during the summer between eighth and ninth grades, with my best friend and another friend of hers I hadn't met before. We were camping in the woods behind my friend's house. I took a few hits off a gravity bong, realized that I wasn't in control of myself anymore (that's never happened again, but the strongest memory I have from that day was feeling as though I had no control over myself), got super paranoid, and generally just had a really terrible time. Promised myself I'd never smoke again and didn't for four years. ...until last fall during my freshman year of college. I smoked a joint with two of my best friends in their dorm room bathroom. They had a big mirror which took up the top half of one whole wall and I remember looking into it and feeling like I was in a movie or a story someone else was writing, it just seemed so strange to be looking AT MYSELF. We turned out the lights and watched the weird flashes of color you can sometimes see emanating from things, like when you close your eyes really tightly. After we left the bathroom, I ended up eating a fuckload of TimBits (probably 2/3 of one of those huge boxes) and just chilling out and thinking everything was awesome and fun. So yeah... definitely a better second time than first.
First time smoking it, end of grade 6, bought half a gram for $5 and smoked it outa a shitty lil homemade pipe, dint even now how to really inhale then, pretty sure i jus held the smoke in my mouth, dint get high Dint try it again till mid way threw grade 7, smoked alot, probly 2 grams between a few people out of a bong, once again did not get high, I was buzzed but not high First time I ever got high was off 1 roach, 1 bong hit and I was toked up, walked around town high as shit, I remebr I dint even really like it But kept doing it and fell in love with it.....rest is history...I think..
The first time I got high was a fishbowl sess in the back of my friends Astrovan, a buddy of mine got this great tree and we made the typical ghetto bong parked in possibly the worst spot ever, an elementary school. The van had no backseats in it so we sat on the ground with our backs against the driver and passenger seats and smoked a couple bowls, effectively fishbowling the hell out of it. I remember being so zoot that everything was like slideshowing, going picture by picture and we started to play frisbee with a bunch of people at this field. Best frisbee game ever.
The first time I got stoned was the first time I smoked. Me and my cousin were in his room. I was 15 and he was 13 or 14. We used a Pepsi can to smoke the herb and we blew the smoke out his window. We probably smoked about 3g that night, and we were both stoned as shit. During/after we smoked, we were playing Conker's Bad Fur Day, which is a funny and very crude/adult game for the Nintendo 64. We proceded to eat an entire bag of potato chips and we drank a shitload of milk. Twas a nice experience. Now, my first time getting stoned by myself: I rolled a joint with a post-it note, which was harsh as fuck, and I got ever so stoned. The good ol' days:spliff:
The first time I smoked was with 2 other friends we were all 13 at the time and in the 7th grade. Now I look back at it I think it was funny because we used an apple.
