Whaddup guys, new on the forums so I thought I'd share the story from the 1st time I got high, and ask for some interesting ones/feedback in return. So I'm 14, about to be my 15th birthday. 3rd week or so in July (I got a real good memory). I'd smoked a few times since that previous march, but only had buzzes and I'd say I'd been pretty high once before, but this was the true first time I was just fucking baked. I made a homemade gatorade bottle bong, sketchy as hell, and smoked about 1.5 grams of just dank shit (my dad was a grower, had told me to ask him to let me smoke when I was around 16, and here I was 14 and he was telling me to wait another year to with him, I was on my own then), anyway it was some of his home grown dank shit that I'd taken, it was a sativa dominant strain, pretty sure it was some sour d. I smoked all of it, about 5 rips and then 10 minutes later 3 or 4 more. To this day I've never been that high, and I smoked a blunt all by myself with $60 of dank in it. I went and layed on my bed and just talked to myself for a while, until "aw shit man i gotta get this bong in the garbage and get rid of it. So i got a garbage bag and went to my gator thing well it was actually a kubota rtv same thing lol. Well I drive up to my dumpster which is on the other end of my 500 or so acre farm (nobody was home btw), when I happen to notice there is a cop perched at the end of my driveway, directing traffic. Ohhhh shit, I mean he was farish away, but still I was fucked up on illegal drugs. Calm yourself, wave to the cop. I gave the cop the goofiest most retarded looking wave ever. shit man he knows i'm high. I chucked the garbage and floored it out of there man. Then as I was driving I felt dreamy like I kept going in and out of a trippy dream (to this day I have only experienced that one other time, in similar weed, and it was fuckin awesome). Anyway man then I go to my couch and watch some south park and pass out. It was a good morning. yea i forgot to mention it was a wake and bake.
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hahaha, dumbasses, this story was about the 1st time I got high which was when I was 14. that was like 6 years ago cause I'm 20 and in college now. i never said i was underage at this moment.
i had smoked a lot of times before, but id only gotten buzzed most of them. i remember my first time getting really fucked up. i was chilling with some bros and some chicks and we were blazing in the forest. it was awesome because the atmosphere around us was heavenly. i felt like i was switching from lightheaded to heavy headed, like a really trippy feeling. my iphone had a mix of nirvana, kid cudi, pink floyd, domo genesis,etc (all those stoney artists). it was amazing, which is why i will continue to blaze (in moderation).
Ahh, I remeber the first time I got high it was in high school my friend was and still is the biggest Stoner I know. My friend has this kick ass connect who we still use his dimes of schwag weigh 4 grams no lie (I live in Bronx NY so there's alot of competition since there's dealers every where he puts more in for more customers) that's just my guess But any way we get it and make a good 2 decent sized blunts one for me one for him I didn't get that high because I want inhaling. Once my friend showed me how to do it I never coughed more in my life lol
Probably the 5th time i smoked. Someone finally taught me how to hit my pipe and like 5 minutes after smokin i was skating then i realized i was baked. Felt like a video game. Its never been like that since
Ah re read it I'm sorry about that. Yes I was 13 and I smoked with my brother in a elementary forest. We road bikes there and I fell trying to get on my bike
the first time i got high... was not on weed. It was on that really shitty legal weed stuff couple years ago. Never ever ever hit me as hard as it did the first time i smoked it. It was such a bad trip and i didnt know what to expect at all. My brother had been smoking weeks before me (the same stuff) and says its chill and makes him high n laugh. Were both outside at night smokin a J each of this stuff. We talk for like 1 minute but after 2 hits or something we both just naturally went silent. Kept toking....... All of a sudden its like my soul is slowly being sucked away into a different reality but i wasnt realizing i was getting high, i was just going with the flow not really comprehending the fact i was smoking.. All i see now is stars and spaceships, nothing else at all. Like seriously, all i could see were sparkly stars and spaceships flying inbetween them. Thats when i suddenly jolted back into my reality (like someone waking u up from a nightmare, the same feeling) and all of a sudden like i was brought back from the dead 1000 thoughts just entered my mind trying to comprehend what i was going thru like "DAMN DUDE... WHATS HAPPENING?!" and i look at my joint and realize ive smoked the whole thing when i planned to only take a few hits and see how i feel. Now shit starts gettin reaaaaaal trippy. I tell my bro that it feels like i have a helmet on my head and i was seeing spaceships and stars, but at the same time im scared because i had never experienced anything like it. My brother didnt understand what panic attacks were back then, and right there i was going thru one. I tell him im not OK and he is just laughing his ass off at me sayin shit to make me have even more fear as a joke but in reality it was fucking with my head so bad. He said "LOOK AT ALL THE LITTLE GHOST CHILDREN!" trying to pretend there were ghosts around us. I look around me and i fuckin see like HUNDREDS of these creepy ass little children ghosts running around us and in the graveyard next door, playing with each other and in the trees. I was so fuckin scared i told my bro i can see them and he started laughin at me even more. I told him i couldnt remember each last step i was taking and that i need to go to a store to buy food to hopefully sober me up. We go to the store and i tell my bro to get me food cuz im too fucked up to be in there. Im waiting for what seems like eternity just staring at the store sign and all of a sudden im in a black and white mobster movie. Im walking home with my bro and our house is completely different to me. I thought i broke in someone elses home it looked so crazily different to me and started getting paranoid. Sat down in my room and we put on a movie and ate. I passed out after sobering up a bit and woke up the next day still a bit high, fearing my life would never be the same again. I only smoked it once or twice after that (not whole Js tho), did not get trippy high but still did not like it, made my heart pound way too heard either way. First time with weed was much, MUCH more enjoyable and mellow.
Man i was like 12 when i first got super high. I remember i was with my friend who didnt know how to inhale and he wasn't stoned at all but I was flying around out of my body high. I will never forget that day