I think I've posted about my first time before...but I'll post it again

I was 18 years old at my friend's house with his brother. It was the summer, and I had just got a new laptop for a graduation gift. I had brought it over to his house to show it off and to just hang out for a while. They happened to have pot that day, and knew I had never been high before. I still was refusing until his brother made a bet with me (I'm kind of a sucker for bets when it's not harmless...lol). I was having trouble getting the CD-ROM drive working properly and he told me that if he could get it working that I had to smoke from the bowl. I thought about it and agreed to it. Well, as my luck would have it, he managed to get it working. So then I agreed to smoking. When it came around to me they showed me how to work the carb and everything, and I hit it. I didn't feel anything and figured it must not be anything special. Well, the bowl came back to me for the second time and again I hit it. I still didn't feel any different and figured it must not have worked. Well, the bowl was cashed soon after and I wasn't able to get another hit. I then stood up, and it hit me like a freight train lol. Everything seemed so different, and was quite a lot for me to handle since I was new to it. I actually got really paranoid that someone was going to catch me. My girlfriend (who is a despised ex- now..lol) was also on her way over which didn't make things any better considering she was against pot and I was high as a kite. I came down enough by the time she arrived that she didn't know anything was up, but knew I was acting a bit sketchy. I told her later about the story and she was actually fine with it. Since then, I started researching the drug for myself and found out about all the propaganda the government put out about it, as well as used it much more frequently.