First Time Being Completely Blazed

Discussion in 'Real Life Stories' started by trevvac, May 26, 2014.

  1. So at this time in life I had just started smoking, I'd smoke a blunt or two and get really high. I had no tolerance and a little bud got me high BUT this one time we all threw down like $50 each and bought an oz. Jesus Christ guys I smoked 8 blunts by myself. Yeah 8 blunts for only smoking for a few weeks was fucking ridiculous. 8 full blunts full of dank. I was so high I was just sitting there sweating balls. I was so hot I stripped down to my boxers only and laid on my friends tile bathroom floor because it was cool. My whole mind was just paranoia and felt like scrambled eggs at the time. Like I legit remember laying there thinking about how my brain is scrambled eggs haha. But anyway I would lay there and my friend walked in and was like " TREVOR GET THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE PUSSY. " not even having any clue how fucking tooted I am ahaha. I then got up and threw my shlubby body on the couch and was just couch locked for a few hours. Then I skated home somehow, took a shower and then ate and slept. One of the shittiest highs I've ever had but I know I'll never ever forget it! Do y'all have any crazy high stories? I'd love to hear


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  2. Damn


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  3. First time I ever actually got high.
    It was freshman year and I had smoked on two occasions before this, but never felt anything. It was the first day of finals at school and we got out at like 12 or something. I was invited to go burn with like 3-4 other people in a bando just down the street. Obviously I was down and we all headed over there after school. We had a Gatorade bubbler with expo downstem and a socket bowlpeice. My good friend told me just to smoke as much as everyone else did in hopes that I would feel something this time. I remember taking a few good rips. Then I took this on fat rip and I had a coughing for so I went to the bathroom and spit in the sink. I don't remember up until we were downstairs and I was maybe 3 feet away from this wall behind me but I thought it was closer and began to lean back against it. But I fell into the wall and scared the shit out of everyone there. Then we all snuck out of the house and walked around this court. At the time my friend was being such a bitch and wouldn't let any of us in his house cuz he didn't want us to eat all his food. So while we were all trying to get him to let us in, another one of my friends who was completely sober, asked me if I trusted this bush he was standing next to... I was so fried and I didn't know how to respond to that kind of question so I just stood there and watched him jump in the bush! I told him I thought I trusted that bush. Soon after that we finally got I. This kids house, ate a fresh batch of cookies and a whole box of toquitos. Then I had to call my mom and try to explain where I was so she could come pick me up. Don't remember getting in the car, going home, or what I did at home when I got there. I remember waking up the next day sicker than I'd ever been. I thought I was allergic to weed or something. Luckily we got out early that next day and I just went home a slept it off. Seemed almost like a weed hangover? I'll get that sometimes if I smoke to close to when I fall asleep.
     
  4. back in high school me and my friends planned to have a huge sesh with a new piece my really creative engineer friend made. He made us a waterfall bong out of a culligan 5 gallon bottle, and we all threw in 20 dollars for a quarter. We set it up in my friends shower and filled the whole thing up with water. We made a few different tops for the bong and put roughly .5 in each top. We lit the first, then the second, then the third, and packed the first one again and lit that, too. I remember the entire thing filled with the milkiest smoke you could imagine and we were just sitting there in the bathroom taking hit after hit out of this thing. Granted we were beginner tokers so we couldn't take the biggest hits, but I must have hit that thing a good 15 times. 
     
    Afterwards I convinced myself I was having a heart attack so i soaked a towel in cold water, wrapped it around my face and put my friends couch like over the top of me and took a nap. The picture of me laying under that couch got pretty popular around our school and I was so proud  :laughing:
     
  5. If I smoke too much I get paranoid, like here the other night. I try never to get that high, because it just ruins it for me.
     
  6. You should post a pic man sounds funny haha.
     
  7. Mine was the first time I had actual high grade, I always smoked regular weed or worse before I hung out with this guy. I met this kid on world of Warcraft we were good friends on there since we were like 13 or 14 (19 now) anyway so when I was 15 he told me to come by one day (lives 15 minutes away) so I asked my dad for a ride and got dropped off. Met him and 2 of his friends, we smoked and it was chill, went inside for a little went back outside, smoked a little more and ate food and shit, all really chill, then 8 clearly beginner smokers show up and we were sitting in his backyard and my back was to the entrance and he started counting 1 2 3 4 and right then I knew I was fucked. I turned around and the motion of me turning around just boggled my mind lol. Wound up smoking a bunch of strangers weed and never seeing them again, ashed in the fat kids water too, was accidental but funny. Was high from 4 pm until I went to sleep, awesome day. Now that's its so long ago I can remember but I couldn't remember shit for weeks about meeting my friend haha
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  8. The first time I actually got stoned...I was 18, and a friend came by and convinced me to smoke a j with him...so I did. I Apparently smoked way too much cuz all I remember is laying on the floor crying. Very embarrassing.

    Next time, same friend, went to one of his friends house. She had a bunch of people over and they were playing loud rap and we were all sitting in a circle...I hit the blunt every time it came around...mistake lol. I remember sitting there thinking "how am I going to get up and walk when he says he's ready to go?" And all I could hear was the music...everyone was talking and laughing but I couldn't understand them lol.

    The unhappy ending: made it to the car, started to feel "better", smoked a cigarette, the feeling came back and I ended up making him pull over and threw up 7 times.

    That was almost 10 years ago.

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  9. I remember when we accidentally gave this girl 3 buckys (gravity bong) on her first time ever smoking we just kept up the rotation and then she casually admitted shed never smoked before and she got so damn blizzled and threw up then cried and damn it was just a bad time
     
  10. About 2 Months ago me and 4 other friends got a half oz as we usually smoke quarters. Most of the time well pack the bong, bowl pieces, roll a couple joints, but this time we were gonna try to smoke the whole half oz in the bong. About 6 grams in Ganja gun by bob marley comes on and i couldnt help but think we were all just some stoner kids in the 70s passing around a bong in a shed. It was honestly the first and only time ive ever had a psychedelic experience from weed. Then we took the towns cab service to wawa and it was the funniest fucking ride ever. Good times.
     
  11. The first time I got completely stoned was at a friends house.

    So I'm just chilling with this guy I've known for a while, he's a total hippie, stoner, all that. We go into his garage & it's about February so it's freezing ass cold. The second we get out the door, he immediately pulls a bong out from under his pool table -already got weed in it- and lights it up before shoving it in my face. I was never like afraid or worried to try smoking at all, so I hit it 10-11 times & I've got a high af tolerance level. So I'm over there thinking "alright, I should just keep hitting it, I'm not getting high", so I keep on til I've hit it about 25 times or so.

    Fifteen minutes later I'm just laying on his couch & we're talking -he's high af and wondering why I don't seem like it- and then all of a sudden, bam, it all hits me at once & I can't even form words anymore, I'm stuttering & mumbling so he goes "yeah man, I feel you". I don't even know what the fuck I was saying.

    A minute or two later I think its a good idea to go get a donut from Krispy Kreme, so I grab the keys to his golf cart & get halfway down the street before I couldn't even hold myself up anymore & fall out of the golf cart & face plant into the cement. He comes out of his house laughing & drags me back to his house, & then instead of driving the golf cart back, he pushes the thing all the way back to his house, "because it was cold outside".

    So I'm laying back on his couch, he found donuts DOWNSTAIRS in his kitchen, brings them up & I just stare at mine. He asks me why I'm not eating & I go, "it's too loud in here, I won't be able to taste it."

    All in all, it was pretty funny, I woke up in his shower fully clothed not even sure how I got there & he woke up outside on his patio.




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  12. High elevation camping near Pagosa Springs, Colorado.  A friend of mine grows legally in Colorado and he supplied the weed.  There are a pair of Birkenstock's up there somewhere.  I bought them earlier that day in Durango.  I wore them for less than three hours.  Gone forever.  
     
    I wonder what they're doing right now.....
     
    It was a lost weekend full of smoke and smores... god the smores.... and we got lost.  I got hit on by a park ranger.  She was cute.  My boyfriend was pissed.  I flirted.  Until it was brought to her attention that I had a boyfriend.    
     
    The elevation was around 9,000 ft. and we were light headed anyway.  It was a disaster.  We nearly froze to death because everyone was too couch locked to gather wood.  Some of us were throwing up.  I won't mention names.  How did I know that my.. i mean someone's body would react that way?   Or that my equilibrium was off and that I would take a tumble down the mountain side?  Besides, that ranger was very helpful in taping up my ankle.  Not so much after the boyfriend blabbed. 
     
    Highest I've ever been.  Can't wait to do it again.  The fiance is not so keen.  He has become so obstinate since he upgraded our relationship from boyfriend to fiance.  He keeps muttering to himself,  "I should have got a resume".  I have no idea what he means.  He has always healed from any injuries I've caused.    
     

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