horror business
02-28-2006, 01:16 AM
I just recently started smoking. I'll start from the begining, to get some background information.
I'm 16 now, and first got high when I was 13. From how the media portrays it, and being 13, I thought that all weed did was make things seem funny, and that's it, so when my friend had some high-end mid-grade shit, I was more than happy to try it. When I was little, I had asthma, so I was used to inhaling extremely deeply on and holding in long on asthma inhalers, so my friend had one joint, and after we smoked the joint, he packed two bowls. Since things weren't starting to get funny, I kept smoking more and more and taking huge hits. All of a sudden, as we were leaving the woods, it totally hit. Everything became different, and it felt as if I was walking on the moon. It was like I was "there" one minute, and then spaced out, just to "wake up" a second later. This experience traumatized me, so it wasn't until I was 15 that I tried it again. This time, it was regular mid-grade, and I smoked it by myself in my room just to see if it would be pleasurable, because all my friends enjoy it, but I didn't, due to my first experience. This time, as soon as it hit, I got paranoid, and hated myself for doing it again. The effects weren't as strong as the first time, because I didn't smoke as muich, but I was still stoned, paranoid, and crying, and wanting it to stop. I had just turned 15 at this point as well...
WELL, sometime last week, my cat died, who I loved alot, so to relieve the stress, my friend came over, (who got me high the first time) with some weed. It was in between commercial and low-end mid-grade, so I decided to smoke it. After about 10 hits, I wasn't feeling anything really, my mouth was really dry and we were watching my nip/tuck dvd. All of a sudden it hit, and I was about to have another panic attack, but decided that if I kept dwelling on being scared, that it would ruin my experience so I just calmed myself down, and actually enjoyed it.
Two days later, which was Friday, my friend came over again, and this time I smoked alot more, and got baked pretty fast. I enjoyed it as well, and food never tasted better...
The next week at school, all I could think about was the following weekend, to get high again. So when the weekend rolled around (this past weekend) my friend couldn't get any cheap commercial, so he got about 2 "8ths" (I don't know what 2 8ths is called) for 30 dollars, which is a good deal, because I guess it's high-end mid-grade, and it's his long time friends, so sadly we had to smoke joints because he left his one-hitter at home, and my plans to go get a piece were ruined, so I smoked alot off of the joint, and the weed had tons of red-hairs on it, which was weird, because normally the stuff I smoke is just green, so I remember getting high to the point I normally was used to the previous weekend, when all of a sudden I announced "I AM BAKED!!!" and the words echoed and rose above my head. I was completely blazed and was enjoying it. We then watched "Saw II" which went by extremely fast. The next morning my friend had something to do, so after he left, I decided to smoke the rest of a joint that we rolled the night before, and right after I smoked it, I filled up the bathtub and stayed in for what seemed like 5 hours, but was only one, just staring at the faucet. After that went by, one of my other friends came by, and we got high, then my first friend and another friend of mine came over, so there were 4 of us, and we smoked a little, then when one had to leave, the others were staying the night, so we all got blazed at like 3 in the morning. All throughout the next day (yesterday) I was still feeling it. I wasn't stoned or high, but I had an extreme case of short term memory loss, like every three seconds I'd "become aware", then it would keep happening. I think it's because of the lack of sleep and my first day of the weekend being sober. Well, right now, I'm bored as hell, and quit smoking cigarettes, and am really in the mood to smoke something. I just got a pair of green hemp Converse All-Stars, so I think I'll celebrate by smoking a bowl or two.
Well, that's my story.:D
I'm 16 now, and first got high when I was 13. From how the media portrays it, and being 13, I thought that all weed did was make things seem funny, and that's it, so when my friend had some high-end mid-grade shit, I was more than happy to try it. When I was little, I had asthma, so I was used to inhaling extremely deeply on and holding in long on asthma inhalers, so my friend had one joint, and after we smoked the joint, he packed two bowls. Since things weren't starting to get funny, I kept smoking more and more and taking huge hits. All of a sudden, as we were leaving the woods, it totally hit. Everything became different, and it felt as if I was walking on the moon. It was like I was "there" one minute, and then spaced out, just to "wake up" a second later. This experience traumatized me, so it wasn't until I was 15 that I tried it again. This time, it was regular mid-grade, and I smoked it by myself in my room just to see if it would be pleasurable, because all my friends enjoy it, but I didn't, due to my first experience. This time, as soon as it hit, I got paranoid, and hated myself for doing it again. The effects weren't as strong as the first time, because I didn't smoke as muich, but I was still stoned, paranoid, and crying, and wanting it to stop. I had just turned 15 at this point as well...
WELL, sometime last week, my cat died, who I loved alot, so to relieve the stress, my friend came over, (who got me high the first time) with some weed. It was in between commercial and low-end mid-grade, so I decided to smoke it. After about 10 hits, I wasn't feeling anything really, my mouth was really dry and we were watching my nip/tuck dvd. All of a sudden it hit, and I was about to have another panic attack, but decided that if I kept dwelling on being scared, that it would ruin my experience so I just calmed myself down, and actually enjoyed it.
Two days later, which was Friday, my friend came over again, and this time I smoked alot more, and got baked pretty fast. I enjoyed it as well, and food never tasted better...
The next week at school, all I could think about was the following weekend, to get high again. So when the weekend rolled around (this past weekend) my friend couldn't get any cheap commercial, so he got about 2 "8ths" (I don't know what 2 8ths is called) for 30 dollars, which is a good deal, because I guess it's high-end mid-grade, and it's his long time friends, so sadly we had to smoke joints because he left his one-hitter at home, and my plans to go get a piece were ruined, so I smoked alot off of the joint, and the weed had tons of red-hairs on it, which was weird, because normally the stuff I smoke is just green, so I remember getting high to the point I normally was used to the previous weekend, when all of a sudden I announced "I AM BAKED!!!" and the words echoed and rose above my head. I was completely blazed and was enjoying it. We then watched "Saw II" which went by extremely fast. The next morning my friend had something to do, so after he left, I decided to smoke the rest of a joint that we rolled the night before, and right after I smoked it, I filled up the bathtub and stayed in for what seemed like 5 hours, but was only one, just staring at the faucet. After that went by, one of my other friends came by, and we got high, then my first friend and another friend of mine came over, so there were 4 of us, and we smoked a little, then when one had to leave, the others were staying the night, so we all got blazed at like 3 in the morning. All throughout the next day (yesterday) I was still feeling it. I wasn't stoned or high, but I had an extreme case of short term memory loss, like every three seconds I'd "become aware", then it would keep happening. I think it's because of the lack of sleep and my first day of the weekend being sober. Well, right now, I'm bored as hell, and quit smoking cigarettes, and am really in the mood to smoke something. I just got a pair of green hemp Converse All-Stars, so I think I'll celebrate by smoking a bowl or two.
Well, that's my story.:D