marijuana is great

or here's a hint, DON'T MIX YOUR DRINKS ASSHOLE!


OWNED

That also a solution, not all drinks are meant to be mixed

Like wine vodka and weed on new years.. Heheheh that was great

Got high once and wrote down EVERYTHING the next day... long post sorry.. but it's a good story. It was my VERY FIRST time! hahahah

Well. I don't quite remember the exact date when this happened. I was to go to a friends' bands' concert. It was at a youth center (supervised, of course) where bands could go and show their stuff off. After my friends played, we hung out for a while until my pal Alex asks if I want to go smoke. I eagerly agreed. Off we went to find a buddy to mooch some stuff off. After a couple minutes we found someone he knew. They talked for a while - "Who's this guy?" "Oh he's my boy, he's cool" "Damn he's short, how old is he?" "I'm 14" He seemed convinced that I must be "cool enough" to smoke with, as he smiled, got another person to come with us, and out we went to find a good spot. He probably could tell it was my first time. We walked into an alley and found a nice stealthy spot. We walked in... And to our surprise, found that the place was taken! Instead of walking away, we just joined them. Alex taught me how to take the right hits. Later, the other people left, so we went to look for a good spot. In another alley, we stopped and the guy attempted to light his bowl again. He and his friend probably smoked some more as Alex and I both had to piss, and as we came back he said we were done. I was dissapointed but didn't know that just 1 bowl was enough to screw me up real bad. As we walked back to the party I felt nice and light-headed, the feeling you get when you smoke a cigarette. Then everyone announced how stoned they were getting, I didn't feel much so didn't say anything. Then Alex said, "How bout you? Yeah, you're completely tweakin'." I had no idea what that meant... He did a "high test", in which you march around the subject while singing an eerie tune, and if the subject is high, he'll either freak out or laugh his head off. All I did was get pissed at him and moan: "Dude stop it it's aggravating me." But after what felt like hours I just sort of drifted away, and felt like I was dreaming. I remember thinking "don't worry, this isn't real, pretty soon you'll wake up and it'll be all over. nothing really matters." then I thought about that and.. wait a minute! And I was conscious once again. Freaky. Now we were back at the party, and I heard about getting the "munchies" so I got what I thought was a big pile of cheetos and cookies (very lame snacks...) and munched on them... Everything tasted amazing and intense, I later remarked that I could eat dog crap and think it's a cheese burger. Anyway. I sat down on a crowded couch and felt scared, like everyone was watching me. I pretended not to notice and again started drifting away. Then I thought that maybe concentrating on one object at a time may help you stay conscious, so I stared at the cieling. Didn't help. I was really self conscious, and everything I did felt wrong... Later when I got to get more food I just stood up and forgot what I was going to do... I just stood there and sort of twitched, and turned around alot because I felt like someone was going to sneak up on me. "Haha, I must look really stupid!" I thought, and as soon as I thought that I felt an immediate sense of fear, apprehension and panic, and fell into a deep, deep meditation about how death felt. I was separated from the real world. I was lost. My consciousness was leaving my body -- I had an out of body experience as I saw myslelf holding my head in my arms and crying for god knows waht reason. Then one of the guys I knew there tapped me and asked "are you ok?" I whispered "no..." but don't think he heard me because of the loud music. I just kept feeling disconnected.
I was dying. Yes, that must be it. It's over. I never should've wanted to smoke in the first place. I tried telling Alex that I was having a bad trip, but even my speech was messed up, so it came out as "I-I think I'm havin' a-a splad strip." They thought they understood me. One asked if I was just "feeling the tiredness but not the happiness". I said, "Sort of.. I guess..." He answered, "Yup, that happens on everyone's first time."
That feeling sort of ended the high, and everything went back to normal.
The weird part is that a couple weeks later, I felt a wonderful high after doing absolutely nothing, and asked an experienced friend of mine if it was possible to get weed flashbacks. He said "probably."

I probably will smoke again, because everyone I talked to about the experience told me that the first couple of times always suck.
Back when I'd never done drugs, I didn't know the concept of being "disconnected from reality". But now I do...

I always shake / twitch after i've had it. lol. even though issy was like.. wrapped around me under the quilt ;) . Trying to keep me warm. i always go in and out of reality also. I want some fucking weed now... grr. Need .. dealers.......