First Time High

Discussion in 'Real Life Stories' started by Zcarp, Aug 5, 2008.

  1. <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CJOHN%27S%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CJOHN%27S%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"><link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CJOHN%27S%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"><style> </style> [FONT=&quot]Sorry. Long Story. Shorter version when I'm not high. Better grammar and technical stuff. (Block of text.)
    (Writing this while high)<o:p></o:p>[/FONT]
    [FONT=&quot]OK. So I've smoked before but didn't get high. So today I go to my manager's house to play Halo with a kid that just got busted and my manager. So I go and get my parents to give me more time. I bought some stuff and my manager was out so I offered mine. I take three or four hits. The first was mediocre. Ok but not. I coughed. The last one I took it in slow and a lot. Didn't cough until after I blew it out. We play Halo. Not moving and not feeling it. So then I get up to go. I am hit with the dizzyness and awesome feelings of the mind, brain, and containment field that surrounds them. Then I thought. Holy Shit. I can't drive. Manager please drive me home. Scared. Oh my god. Gonna get caught. Then I call my dad. I kept it together. Barely. Look for my keys. Feeling good and bad. Holy shit my keys are gone. I get paranoid. Can't find them. Stolen. Then it was, oh my god. I locked them in the truck. Gonna get caught. But I stopped thinking like that. I was feeling good walking and singing “Three Little Birds” (Cause every little thing is gonna be alright.) Ok. So they aren't locked in. So after all this I'm thinking I lost them. Even more trouble. So I call again. He's coming. Manager gets flashlight. They are in accessory locked in the car. Damn it. Stupid. Funny He comes. I sober up but still feeling buzzed. Get home and have to talk to my dad because I opened the broken car window up. Then get on here. My first post.<o:p></o:p>[/FONT]
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  2. Wow. I just read this and it made absolutely NO sense. I need to write more things while I'm high.

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