My story is quite surprising. I think it goes to show how good I am at handeling new things. I smoked with two people I basically did not even know, and was about 45 minutes away from my house. I was flying, and it was nightime, and I had to trek back all the way to my house. That meant riding the bus for 15 minutes, then going on the metro (subway) for another 15 or so, then a bus home for another 20 minutes. I remember waiting for the bus at the metro station and there were police, I was just laughing all the time. I felt so out of touch with everything. I made it home and was high the next day as well.