Anybody want to share a story about their first time high on whatever drug it was? This might be in the wrong section, so sorry if it is.
Sure! well the first time I got high I was 16 or 15. I went downtown and met up with a couple of good friends and we were at a timhortons. And where I live at the time,the tim hortons was sort of surrounded by this barrier and everyone would sit on it. Alot of dealers would get together in this area and my friend knew the area well and found us some kush. We took it and smoked some down this flight of random stairs that led to this concrete cellar that had things written all around it about drugs, and peoples names. Then we left and walked up this mountain up these stairs and started smoking some more, and just ate pez out of my pez dispenser until it started raining. We just sat under the trees and smoked out spliff. It was nice.
I think second time highs are more interesting, but here it goes. I had just turned 14 and I went to a friends house, not even a close friend really... it was just me and these two other girls. She lived on the lake (epic) and asked us if we wanted to smoke. She didn't have a pipe or anything so she rolled a joint. I didn't feel much after we shared the first one, so she rolled me another one to smoke by myself. After that one it was pretty chill. We were listening to The Shins and just sitting in these squishy comfortable out-doorsy chairs and watching the lake. It was just after it got dark out, so the horizon line was still pink and orange. (We were in Madison, Wi, so the skyline on the lake was beautiful... with a view of the Capitol right across the way). Anyhow, the boats in the water slowly morphed into alien spaceships and hover-crafted over the lake for about an hour. That's about it!!
I had already written about my first time in my Sexual History, because sex and grass sorta go together. Here is the excerpt: Dope - Crash Pads (New Orleans) 1970 By early 1970, having quit the police dept., I was now making new acquaintances of young people in the subculture. This was an awakening time, a time of rapid exploration of sexuality, philosophy, and mind-altering drugs. I was now in the thick of the sexual revolution, and at 25 enjoying the carefree abandon of the teenage runaways that lived in crash pads in the Quarter. "Mike," a curvy young girl I met at the Sphinx Coffee House, took me to her crash pad on Ursuline St. where I met "Shepherd" and another teenage girl, and where I smoked marijuana for the first time. There were five of us passing this joint around, and Mike showed me how to inhale and hold the smoke. I had no idea what to expect from being stoned, my only experience with altered consciousness was being drunk from alcohol. All of a sudden I realized that I couldn't keep up with the small talk going around. It seemed as though no one was into the same train of thought, except for the occasional agreement that this was some heavy Colombian grass. As I looked at the others in the room, they became two dimensional, as if they were cut out of cardboard. This was frightening but soon distracted by Mike who had crawled onto me and began kissing me. She had very large soft lips and it felt as though they were all over my face, suffocating me. I pushed back from her and laid there with my eyes closed, wishing it would end and I would get out of it intact. As I came down and reality was again a familiar thing, I felt a rhythmic shaking above my head on the mattress, and looked up to see Shepherd's naked butt and balls pushing up and down, his cock sliding in and out of the teenage girl he was with. They weren't totally uninhibited, for she said, "Shepherd, this is embarrassing." But, they kept on humping at the top of my head and I discreetly closed my eyes, not knowing the proper etiquette in such situations. "Why don't we do it in the road? No one will be watching us, why don't we do it in the road?" Beatles, 1969
The first time I got high was in 2007, when I was 16. My friend Felix was very experienced and had been trying to get me to try it for a while. My girlfriend and I were on a break, so it was the only time I could do it. We went down into this park, but realised we had no papers, so we had to walk all the way up heaps of stairs. We decided to find another place, so we went to this abandoned carpark behind the video store. There was broken glass everywhere and grass growing through the concrete. It was pretty awesomely rundown. Felix rolled a 3 papered joint and we smoked it. I coughed a lot and didn't realise I was high until we went to the video store and I couldn't stop laughing at all the porn. On the way home I listened to Joanna Newsom. Very nice first time.
The first time I got high was the summer of 9th grade. I live in the mountains so we hiked up a trail that had a mini canyon by it. I remember it came in a wave and all of a sudden I felt different. We looked behind us and thought we were at the grand canyon. Haha
also, i just thought I'd say, the girl on the left side of the picture with only her face showing looks a lot like one of my friends from another town. just thought i'd throw that out there
My first high was off ganja. Took a huge first time hit off my friends bong and nearly coughed for 10 mins straight. My throat felt like it was bleeding and it felt like i always had to swallow blood. After about 20 mins of coughing I suddenly felt myself slightly off balance. I stood up and got this sudden head rush as I looked at all my friends telling them I feel like peeing but really i didnt have to. I walked around the apartment and saw some crazy visuals and just felt this amazing body high. It almost felt as if I crossed another dimension and everyone was really happy and laughing. To be honest, I don't even remember what happened after the trip. I woke up in my friends car and we were all chilling in there. I will never get that high ever again now ahah since i'm a such a herbhead now. Of course there are other highs i've experienced too but those would take forever to explain
I was 16 the first time I got high. My sister was married at the time and she had been heavy into drugs and I was against it because I was taught that they were wrong and I didn't really think about it. But I got curious so one day I mentioned I wanted to try weed. The next day after school I came home and she and her husband were there with their weed and bowl out and I felt this lightheaded feeling the first time. It's funny because back when I started smoking it took A LOT to get me stoned and even then it wasn't very strong. Now, when I smoke just a couple hits I get really stoned. Hehe
the first time i smoked, i didnt get high. the second time i smoked when i did get high, we were hotboxing on this lil hill next to a water tower about a block outside the suburbs. i was in a car of a friend's friend i didnt know besides the first time i smoked. when i realized i was more than just lightheaded, i was amazed at little things. We were listening to rave music which i wasn't too fond of at the time even though i listened to it as a kid. the amazement was the childhood memories, mixed with the coolness of my best friend, my other friend and his friend and being in that car, mixed with the sight of all the lights since we were on that hill. when i got outta the car, my body was light. or maybe my head was but not sure besides it was different and fun. the police eventually drove up and we were let off with a warning. i think we went home after that. but i was so happy that i was finally into that cuz i have always felt like a hippie as a kid and i knew i'd understand more things from then on. plus i felt more accepted and in the cool club. haha
My earliest recollection is at around age 15... I smoked some Thai stick laced with angel dust. Needless to say, I was somewhere above and beyond high. I remember crawling into a hollow spot beneath a large forsythia bush, in full bloom. Everything was so warm and bright and sunny yellow. Tiny finches were flittering from branch to branch above my head, as I sat in the lotus position upon a bed of leaves and fallen flowers. I declared I'd discovered my own personal Shangri-La and would never leave that magical place. Unfortunately the munchies got the best of me and I was eventually forced to emerge and raid the fridge.
I was 15, I think. It was December, and I was hanging out after school with one of my friends. We drove to a gas station and met up with some older guy she knew--I'd never met him or his brother or the other girl who was with us. He had a really nice car, I remember, with leather seats. My friend and the other girl and I were packed in the back seat, with me in the middle. We all had cigarettes on the way out to a guy's house to pick up some weed. They packed a bowl in the front seat, and we passed it around while we drove aimlessly around. It was pretty strong stuff, and I coughed like mad on the first hit and thought I was going to be sick. I didn't smoke a ton, because I had to be home for dinner with my dad (who used to smoke a ton of weed but now has this weird vendetta against it, so I didn't want to come home too baked). At first I didn't realise I was high--I just felt really good and a bit out of it and weird. I didn't realise it at all until we got out of the car and I walked over to my friend's truck, got in, and she turned on Moving in Stereo by the Cars. I hung out of the window in the 0-ish weather the entire ride home, haha. It was just a nice experience, all around, although it isn't among my best weed smoking experiences.
I was 14, and was outside of church before the service on Sunday. We went out into the woods in the back of the church. It was me, my friend Haley, and my best friend Matt. Haley loaded a bowl and we passed it round. Almost fell down coughing after the first hit, but had to restrain myself so I could hit it again. It was some legit 20 a g kush, so the bowl lasted forever. After we finished, I noticed that the church bells ringing out from the steeple were beautiful. We went inside and up to the balcony in the back of the church and sat down. We have a full pipe organ, and a wonderful choir at our church. I wasn't ready when the music started playing, but it was a mind blowing experience nonetheless. All I could do was smile and suppress my careless laughter as best I could. After the service I gave Haley the biggest hug ever, and we went to coffee hour for cookies and coffee.
The first time i got high man was funny actually i dont know why i made up my mind to smoke some good herb but after i smoked i passed out kindda lame i know...
in the summer between grade 8 + 9. i went to a friends house in port stanley and smoked out of a pisser. it was fun.
