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Buzzed - My eyes start to get narrow, but aren't red yet. I start to feel the effects creeping on me.
High - My eyes are narrow, and solid red. I look up in the mirror and know that I'm good, but of course I have to completely finish whatever joint/bowl I'm on (if I'm alone).
Baked - I literally feel 'baked.' My face is red and feels warm because of all the blood. I have a permanent smile plastered on my face, and my eyes are so squinty and red that it's hilarious. This is usually what happens when I smoke a big joint all alone. I'm completely incapable of hiding it when I'm this high. The slurred speech and random words give it away instantly (a week or so ago I went up to someone and said "Did you know...that when you talk, your throat gets warmer?" and then I burst out laughing).
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