salaam
Post: 729
Join Date: May 2011
It started one Friday my sophomore year in High School. My friend in my chemistry class got 2 dub sacks from this spanish kid in class, then we got out after the bell and we all went to his crib. once we got situated, my 3 friends got in a little circle of chairs in the backyard, and they asked me to come with them and smoke. I was a bit nervous and whatever but I went off. My friend packed a bowl that was in the shape of an elephant and took a big fucking hit, and passes it to me. I asked him how I hit the shit and he showed me, but it wasn't until the 3rd time it came to me that i got a full hit. When the exhale came out on that 3rd try, I felt fantastic.
After that I was getting high pretty much every other weekend until a year after that. I got high in my house all by myself (via waterbottle) and after I hit a whole sack, I went downstairs to wash my hands. When I was washing them I kept staring at this pot next to the sink that was facing down, and it felt like it was shooting hypnosis waves at me or some shit. I stumble onto the couch and start tripping, saying in my head i was gonna die and get a heart attack. Shit was fucked up, so I took a break after that. I came back into it at 4/20 2011, and I smoke every once in awhile, usually when its free.
Weeds kinda over-rated though, rather be drunk or on a bar or something.
