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I blazed at lunch the other day and the principal came up to me and my friend right after and started talking to us, we thought we were busted but he came up to us and told us he had been having a bad day and ran out of smokes and asked us for one so my buddy gave him one. Probably the best day I've had in weeks.
I didnt start smoking until my senior year and i had nightschool i would always blaze in my car at night beofre going in
Depending on where on is in the world, YEARS ARE DIFFERENT,.....duh!Quote:
Originally Posted by Jesta
funny shit guys!
i got 2 memorable experiences to add to this thread:
1) first day of school this year (keep in mind that i was a newbie smoker) i met up with some friends during the 30min lunch period and we went to the nearby park. there were roughly 10 of us, and there were 2 pipes, a water-pipe/mini-bong and a joint; all of em were packed with good bud. i was SO incredibly blasted that whole day, especially during physics (1st class after lunch). i had no visine or anything, and i remember sitting there and TRYING to understand what my teacher was telling the class, but it seemed like he wasnt even talking english. it was FUCKED UP. i bet he knew what was going on. oh and at the end of lunch i forgot to mention i was lucky enough to find a sober straight-edge friend that decided to walk me to my physics classroom because i looked lost. haha, awesome day!
2) this one time i came in RIPPED to my english class. we had both my regular teacher and a student teacher (not bad lookin chick either, she was 25 or so). we were studying hamlet, and they were looking to pick someone to read for hamlet's role in the play. they were both scanning the classroom, and when they saw me they both stopped and looked at each other (keep in mind i didnt use any visine or anything). they both smile and the student teacher says something along the lines of: "(name) would you please read for Hamlet Junior?". i knew i was fucked. i mumbled something, tried to act sober and said "sure". the last thing i remember was having to stand up and start reading (keep in mind my heart was going at 400 miles per hour right now, it was hard to catch some air, not to mention speaking or even worse- speaking loudly). thats the last thing i remember, to this day i cant recall how that speech went. i remember people giggling and shit at the end of class, and i heard my name. good times...
Once i smoke a 1.5g blunt to the dome at like 630 in the morning before we left for a field trip to the Shed Aquarium in Chicago. I was high for the trip down there, but it didnt last long enough to actually b there high.
One other time i was leaving for a field trip to an area home builders expo for my construction class. We were leaving 4th hour, so me and my friend skiped 1st hour and smoked a half eigth of some fire. that didnt last long enough for when we were actually there, but i was ripped during my 2nd and 3rd hour class.
Last year i had phys. ed right after lunch, and i used to blaze everyday during lunch at that time. That was some of the most fun i have ever had at school while blazed. Just fuckin around the whole time
But nothing beats my history class junior year. It was my teachers first year at our school. he lived in Cali before that. I went in there super fucked up a couple of times. He would talk to me and my friend about all of the drugs he used to do back in the day. Saying how good the Cali bud was and shit. He was one of the dopest teachers i knew. He would always be calling me a pot head and shit. One of my friends failed that class first semester, so he had to take it again first semester his senior year. Anyways, he got that teacher, and the teacher told all the juniors sometime during the first week of school, that if they ever need any drugs, to ask my friend for it.
I've only been blazed during school one time...
Me and this girl toked at some building outside of our school before classes started. We smoked 3 bowls of some damn good bud, we were fucked up man.
We went back to the school and were laughing so hard, but when it was time to go to class we were pretty chill. I just sat back and ignored everything and relaxed. Unfortunately everytime I looked at somebody I started laughing my ass off... it was completely ridiculous. At the end of the class, I was feeling amazing.
I was walking out and I just couldn't feel my body anymore. Everything was at normal speed, but I was moving in slow motion. I couldn't tell how fast or slow I was going so I didn't know whether I should speed up or slow down... it was the greatest feeling ever.
Yeah, that day was amazing.
i only did it once and i had a blast. So somehow one of my friends convinces me to smoke while we were on our break inbetween classes. well a few memorable things happened.
First off, im outside in the parking lot chillin with all my friends and i start to call work to see what time i come in. well im just looking at all my friends and zoned out for a sec. All of the sudden i hear "hello?". well i forgot who i was calling and i imediately said "yo man whats up? Im high as hell" then i realized i just called work and told them i was high.haha i hung up quick then started walking to class. this is when things really started getting good.
i thought i had English that day but then quickly realized that i had my Drugs and Society class! I was so excited. throughout the class the teacher just talked about crazy stuff and i couldnt stop laughing. it was great.
i'm high in school almost every day and ive had some good experiences.
1) Smoking out of a 2 foot tall glass bong that some dude had in his backpack.
2) This past semester i had business class right after lunch every monday. Also we watched the apprentice all class every monday. My teacher was a stoner and was definatley cool. Man that was an awesome way to start every week.
3) Just getting in my friends car and driving to a secluded place during lunch and hot boxing it with like 5 other people.
4) Getting baked at my bus stop right beside a fairley busy road. Also flicking the roach as the bus doors opened. A couple of times i got on the bus and everyone was just like " man, this bus smells like chronic"
5) I was in business class one day with that cool teacher i mentioned in story 2 and she asked be for a definition of the word "moral" and i said a type of kombat.
6) Doing presentations in front of the class. One time in business class ( again with that cool teacher i was talking about) me and this halarious guy who was also baked as hell had a debate with someone about the legalization of marijuana in Canada.
And im sure there are many other good stories yet to come or that i forgot to mention. All those above things were just the past 5 months.
that sounds like my english class, what school do you go to?Quote:
Originally Posted by biohazard
I also had to get up with some other people and read an act of Julius Caesar to the class.:jointsmile:
I've gone to school blazed just about every morning for the past two weeks - I take a long city bus ride to school from about 5:30-7, so no yelling kids, just sleepy old people. It's still dark out, so it's so chill. I smoke before I get on the bus and listen to my headphones.
Then I get off the bus for a ten-minute walk to school - I've got a little pipe that looks like a cigarette, so I pack it up and smoke it on a side street then, too. Sometimes at that point I can't resist the bagel cafe across the street from school...so I come in about five minutes late to Driver's Ed every day with a nice toasty bagel and a nice toasty buzz.. some people kinda chuckle. The teacher's cool shit, he's never minded.
I go to a technical school and I'm in Computer Hardware Repair for about four hours a day after that, and the teacher is an absolute douche. There's only eight of us and I'm the only girl. Seriously, we're seventeen and eighteen and the minute we entered his class he treated us like elementary-schoolers with bad attitudes. He has "Him Time" where if we look anywhere else other than at his face for the first twenty minutes of class while he talks about whatever the hell he feels is important, we get kicked out and written up. So I just listen to his bullshit about workplace skills and let him look me in my bloodshot eyes and smile and think about crab rangoon or mountains or something.
Also if any of you remember, I was given some great advice by you guys on my first time smoking and I've been in love with it ever since. Thanks you guys! :D