Care to share that warm memory of your first time toking the reefer? I can recall mine... To start off, I used to be the biggest anti smoker. My sister was a total pot head and i was totally against it. Then one night, after a long evening at the movies with some friends, my good friend came back to my house to spend the night. Little did I know he had smuggled the ganjah into my house. He showed me, and i figured i'd let him smoke. I wasnt going to, but i was curious. So he wanted some tinfoil... but we didnt have enough to make a tinny. He searched the house for supplies and made a pretty sick bubbler out of a glue stick cover, a little bit of tinfoil, some tape, and a few straws. Man that was the coolest thing i'd ever seen. I had to try it out to see how this invention worked. So what happened next? Out under my deck he got me taking hits. Yeah i guess you dont get really high that first time, but i had a funny spell that made it worth it. After that i became obsessed with it, bought like a half oz a week of chronic. Since then i've mellowed down and only smoke when its free and my friends are offering. No more midnight trips to the drug dealers house for me. But yeah that was a good memory. After we smoked we went to this girls house where like 5 girls were sleeping over. I've never seen girls so sexually agressive. Those were some hot bitches too. I hallucinated pretty badly that first time. Haha that was only like 6 months ago too. I was 15 then haha.
My first time I was 15 too. We were smoking on the way to evening church and I threw the roach out the car window like you would a cig butt...:& Everyone threw a fit, and I felt pretty stupid. But I went to a christian school...so can ya blame me for my ignorance on the subject? There was no hallucinating for me though...thats another drug story.
Meh. It was mostly just mediocore; I had about 4 hits on a pipe, and I really didn't get that high at all. The first time I got high was with my sister, though; we were smoking through an apple. But, yeah, the whole high was very surprising. I got a body high at first, and it was such a trip. Just not knowing what was going to come next, and anticipating it. lol I remember I had my hands on my knees; and I started to fidgt. Well, it felt weird, and I kept rubbing my knees. The body high made it feel really weird. After that, everything went to slow-mo, and my life was like a movie. I was seeing in a third person's perspective and everything. It was fuckin' great.
My friends had gotten some shwag (the "crappy" stuff from Mexico that you have to smoke a LOT of to get high), and a good friend of mine had just tried it recently, said it was awesome. At the time, I was in a really bad emotional slump; hated my dad (and still do), and tried it as an outlet. In general, the night was a kind of crappy experience because my friend got ripped off by a prick in his first deal (since we were n00bs, he got about an eighth when he paid for an ounce. The dealer claimed he could only get a half of "better" shit, but it was actually only about an eighth). Anyway, so after about my 20th hit (I had never smoked anything before, so I had a pretty tough time with that), I started coughing pretty bad. On the next hit, I coughed for about a minute straight; I was almost gagging, sitting on the steps in the attic. By the time I managed to subdue the coughing, I opened my eyes and looked up at my friends, and everything was ... different. (laughs)
I smoked on a couple different occasions before it actually hit me. Me and a few friends, only one of whom had smoked before made a bong out of a gatorade bottle and went and bought an eighth. We started smoking it driving around town and my friend who was driving wanted me to drive because he didn't feel safe. So I figure...I'm not high at all so this shsould be easy. Well after driving for about 2 minutes the herb hit me like a brick wall. So imagine this...the first time you ever get high, driving your friends car. It was crazy.
I was i think 13 at the time (15 in 2 weeks) and my brother had a partay when the parentals were out of town. so him and his drubk friends were getting some delivered to the house at about 1 in the morning and they were all drunk. then they asked me if i wanted to smoke. yea it was fun. i didnt get high but those guys were so cool.
