Well, last night I had about at least 20 bong hits, and was gone. I had a near-death experience/ or something in my mind. I was watching my whole life before my eyes, startinf from recent memories, to memories from when I was a baby, which I thought I should haev forgot. I then realized I saw my own life, and that they are just memories now, and that in the future this would just be a memory, and I thought about dying, and how I just wanted to go to sleep but was afraid I would die, and thatn dying must be like that, where everything just slowly drifts away, and you forget shit, because i was forgetting everything. my friends were talking but I didn't care. I figure that it must be like on your death bed, or in a coma or some shit, and then I passed out, and I'm fine this morning. But I'ms till buzzing, but it's fine and relaxing now. I'm never smoking that much weed again. Also my friend was watching Rush videos on my computer, and the volume was probably really low, but it sounded louder than a concert and my friends and I SCREAMED at him "TURN IT THE FUCK DOWN!" My arms were burning up and i was real paranoid. I'm never smoking that much weed again.