yeah that sounds scary man lol my first time was just a jay and a bowl ...i dont think i got high cant really remember but it was cool and now i get high everyday so that was the beginning of my stonerism
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yeah that sounds scary man lol my first time was just a jay and a bowl ...i dont think i got high cant really remember but it was cool and now i get high everyday so that was the beginning of my stonerism
My first time was when I was 10 in the woods with my mate and his older brother......I didnt even know what weed was and I was smoking it. I smoked ciggy's at that age so I knew how to inhale and everything. It was trippy we just climbed trees and made a rope line so we could fly from one tree to another.
Twas a Wonderful Time to be young.
I started right after high school ended in 2003. I went to my former friend's house and decided to get high for the first time, so I did. I was as high as a kite and we went to the playground of this one school called Rolling Green. It was fun. Played hackey sack and I managed to lose my wallet on that night, too. I got the damned thing back, but man, I've been loving the pot since.
My first time was when i was 15 i was with my brother and his friend they had been asking if i had wanted to smoke for a while and i kept saying no but finally i agreed. So i invited my buddy shane over and we had a huge blade sesh on my stove and then i took 50 slices of cheese and used my dog as a pillow. well when i woke up after that i was laying on my dog and my dog and me were covered in cheese slices and my bro was just laughing his ass off sitting there. ive been smoking ever since:stoned:
the first time i ever toked i was in the fith grade... my friends dad was a dealer and he stole a joint from him and we smoked it in his bedroom. i was coughing so fucking bad im surprised blood didnt come out. i just remember burying my face into his pillow and coughing SOOO damn hard over and over again. i didnt get high at all, and i didnt smoke again until the 7th grade. im in 11th now.
My first time was in grade 9 when my friend invited me to his house to smoke a few bowels i smoked 3 and i was done. I had a few more hits and i just loved the feeling buh it was to harsh on my throat buh im use to it now. I find joints easier to smoke buh its all the same now.:D
lol funny shit when i started smoking weed i would always be too high (the stuff is strong) and pass out or just lay somewhere, feeling sick most of the time. It was like that for my friend aswell. She stopped smoking cause of that, but as for me, id never give up, and smoke again and again and again until it didnt make me feel like shit when too high. lol these highs were sooo intense. I got the ''frames'' sometimes, and alot of crazy shit my first times..aww id give anything to have that happen again.
I WAS 9, I had TERIBLE SISTERS....
they forced me
The first time I got high I was a freshman in high school. Me and 2 of my friends just got off the bus and decided to blaze before eating breakfest. So we walked down a hill and smoked behind some trees. I thought it was hilarious because of the fact we were using an apple to smoke out of, but I eventually learned that apples are great when you don't got a piece. :thumbsup: So we smoked two bowls and than went back up to the school. I was incredibly baked. I felt like I was just floating back up the sidewalk, I couldn't even feel my legs.
By the time we finally got to the lunchroom, only a few minutes had passed when I thought ten or fifteen had. I sat down at the lunchroom table and just chilled, my eyes barely opened, and I remember telling a friend of mine, who wasn't with us, that I was fucked up lol Than when the bell rang, I just went to class and chilled. The high was much more intense than I thought it'd be. But it was an experience I'll never forget!
i was with two of my best friends the first time i smoked, i was 14at the time and the three of us went on my roof and we smoked a 1 gram joint. When we were done i was like i don't feel nothing so i went to my bathroom to check myself out. On the way back my arms were swaying at my side and i felt huge bursts of wind moving through my hair to the rythm of my arms. I walked into my room, imagined i fell down on my bed and started screaming for people to help me up, i fell off the bed and stood up in front of my friend. Later that night i found out this was in my head. My friend then grabbed my shoulders and asked how i was, i said i was ok then, his face turned all shadowy and dark and he screamed at me (this really didnt happen either) then i bitched slapped him, had an hour laughing fit, rode my bike, and was glued to the couch