funny trip to look back on.

I had an ounce and i smoked the last bowl with my friend. since it was such a fat sac, the very last bowl was a tiny grainy powdery consistancy with alot of THC. we packed a fat dense bowl and roped it. we were cillin downstairs at his house and i was just tripping out big time. we were watching TV and i all the sudden went to feel my pulse in my neck (remembering that my teacher told me pot makes your heart race) as soon as my finger touched my neck i didnt feel a pulse for a split second and thought my heart stopped. It scared me shitless. i thought i was having a heart attack, i jumped up and started breathing all heavy, while my heart was racing. i made my friend turn off the tv. when i looked at the clock it was 5:07, which was interesting because the day before i smoked and i looked at the clock at 5:07 and then, what seemed to be 5 minutes later, i looked again and it was still 5:07. My brain convinced me that my heart stopped at 5:07 the same time that time stopped the previous day. I didnt smoke the next day, but the day after that i did and when 5:07 came around i was so scared, haha, but i overcame it. At the time it was scary, now its funny as hell.