I was tryin to get high...
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I was tryin to get high...
I smoked a few times in High School and went to college for baseball, but, decided to not play. I smoked Herb everyday and made the Dean's list, something I never even tried for (or achieved) in High School.
all my mates at school were dealing it,.. tried to avoid it... until the dorkiest guy around came to me with a bag of ses and asked if i could roll him one. i asked him "why do u think i'll do it",
he said cos "i had brown skin.."
i thought f**k it, so rolled a loose joint and sat and got high before going into a science class.
cuz it mixed well with the shrooms and lsd :D
I started for stress thinking it would work, it does by taking my mind off of the shit but in the process it got a little addicting lol.
It was a bunch of things that got me into it; the news saying how bad it was, school and teachers telling me it was bad, how much fun everyone who was doing it seemed to be and one of my friends who finnaly got me stoned. I loved my first time I wish I could get that at least once more, its never felt like it did the first time I did it.
Me and my buddy both got invited to try it by our friend and his older brother who was a veteran stoner, so we smoked in their garage one night, I think we used some crappy wooden pipe, but I definately got high my first time.
Simply Stress relieve
probably the most common reason apart from just to get highQuote:
Originally Posted by Fabolous
I started smoking when I was 12 for a reason that I can't remember. One of my good friends smoked and so did my sister. One night I speant the night at that good friends house while his parents were on a cruise and he smoked me out. This guy has always been picky about marijuana, so he bought some pretty good dank from his neighbor(He would mow the guys lawn, then buy from him with the money that he paid him) and smoked out of his home made peice. I didn't actually inhale, but instead I was holding it in my mouth. We smoked nine or ten bowls straight, so it really didn't matter that I wasn't taking big hits. It was crazy, it seemed that every step that I took out of his basement the higher I got. Once we got up stairs we ate popcorn, drank water, and watched cartoons.
Good times.