lol good stories. i'm pretty sure my school doesn't care. there's this kid that wears his winter jacket all the time even in like 80 degere weather. of course he carrys like 2 oz and sometimes when you walk by him in the hallway you just get a big wif of some dank. ha we have this stupid courtyard/garden in the middle of the school and some kids planted 2 plants like a couple weeks before school so you could tell what it was by the time school started. haha it was so funny the staff fliped shit and called a whole school meeting. me and my buddy awalys "go out for breakfast" or leave 10 min early for lunch no problems ever though just other smokers look at you and are like "nice..." or try to fuck with you.
HAHA on the last day of school, i came to school high. and i had visine in my pocket, the day was done and we were all goin to our cars which was 20 feet from the entrance of our school. this is a small private school btw. so as im taking my keys out of my pocket, my visine comes out with it and falls on the ground, and the principle called out from behind me, "you dropped your visine dude!" HAHAHA i was really nervous at that point because thats just how i am. but now that i think back on it, that was a cool thing to say for a principle
In high school, me and my friends use to smoke daily. People use to smoke in the bathrooms but the school started tightening up security so we'd smoke in the staircases. The staircases got hot so we'd just smoke outside during lunch. Everyone smoked like right outside the school. I remember me and my friend smoked in the auditorium and under the stage where the orchestra plays. Once when me and three other kids were smokin in the staircase, a gym teacher bust outta the gym and everyone dipped. We all got caught though. No biggie. Word up to senior year though, smoked up every lunch period and would go back to school high as hell. Everyone could smell the weed cos when we walk in everyone gets a whiff of the buddha we just burned. good times.
Didn't really get caught but heres a good one... 4/20 Me an my main man were under the bridge near my school right, smoked a bowl or two right? Walked to school, didn't have eye drops but oh well. Came in blazed n red eyed. A cool girl by me asked me if I was high an I denied.... Soon a whole marijuana conversation started... Everyone asked me what 4/20 was and I said "Hitlers birthday shit, I dont know" Later on in the day I heard the girl and another girl talking about me n my friend and she said. "Those two came to school high as fuck today" I got weeeeeaaaak.
A while back in hs some kid I had chopped to one time got caught smoking in the bathroom and I guess the principals said they would let him off if he gave up bigger fish. They took me down and found a half o, scale, phone full of text messages of people wanting to buy. Didn't turn out too bad though. Got a 20 day suspension and 30 hours community service.
I noticed that too when I was putting some in at my guys house last night, my eyes were super red and I thought it wasn't going to work (it was visine triple relief.. all I could get, I like redeye relief the best) - but it did, not as good as redeye relief though, but it did the trick.
Okay this was back when I was a sophmore in HS: My best bud and I always smoked before going to school and during lunch. Anyways, one particular morning (like a week or two before school finished) my friend and I met up in school and went to the apartments near our school to smoke (famous toking place for smokers in our school). We picked up another buddy of ours to join so we were together smoking ciggerettes and hitting joints. Out of the effin blue one of our substitute teacher showed up. Now all 3 of us didnt panic, cause we have been through this stuff out of school and acted all cool and chill. The teacher starts asking what college we are going to and etc.. (he thinks we are seniors cause we are smoking lol). I make some bullshit and so does the other two. This goes on for fucking 10 minutes and he says later guys and goes away. Bailed out and the funny thing is, this dude subbed me twice... Another one was a few days before school finished we were taking finals. My friend and I decided to fuck the exam and get high as a kite. Wish granted... I walked into my history class, literally tripping and fell asleep as soon as i was handed the exam. My teacher asks me to wake up, and at this point my eyes are bloodshot and my breathe reeks... She asks if im sick and I play it cool saying nah im good... Fall asleep wake up 20 mins before the end of exam and copy off of this kid next to me, got a B on the exam and bailed.
So I walk into class 5 minutes late and walk right past the teacher. I sit down and get called out into the hallway, when I walk into the hall there are 2 hall monitors and my teacher asking me to smell my hands. I let them smell my hands and they said they could smell smoke (cigs) so I would have to go down to the office. I knew I was about to get searched so I ask "ok just let me go get my books and stuff" and they waited for me. I went back into the class, gave my car keys to a friend (had my vaporizor in my car which I had just been smoking out of, cigs, and weed), and proceed to go to the office. Reason they searched me was because I was 3 days from turning 18 at the time. The bitch in the office comments on my eyes and says that I "look stoned", I flipped on her and told her to stop profiling me because this is how I always look and that I don't appreciate being profiled as a stoner for just looking like one. She backed off after that. I did all this while wearing an illadelph shirt. The teacher that called me out tried to apologize to me! He was trying to fuck me over! I defended marijuana countless times in his class. He tried telling kids that smoking weed would cause you to get lung cancer and that it would make you do coke. He also told our class that his friend bought weed once and it came with 43 hits of black tar heroin and he OD'd on it. I called him out the whole time but he just kept saying bullshit. I later found out that 2 teachers had been talking about me coming stoned to class, because they had taken a "drug identification course" through the school. Lesson learned: Keep shit in your car and keep your car keys hidden or ditch them if you are about to get in trouble. Glad im out of highschool...
There was a time my sophomore year when me and 2 friends decided to blaze hard before school, so i wake up about 6 am and call em up, we meet up. And my friend A picks us up, we start cruisin, and hes got 2 12 inch subs in his trunk with a fat amp, the car bumped the next block over, well we smoke a couple bowls of some dank and head to first hour, about half way through the class the teacher stands up and asks both me and A to step outside, we start sketchin hard. Were out in the hall and he comes out and sais, "i know you two are baked" we respond with "what?, no! what are you talking about?" and the next words that come out of his mouth were " Leme get some Dank Nuggetz Dudes?" we just busted up laughin for litarally 10 minutes, well that teachers been a customer of my friend for a while now haha, it was sketch but funny as fuck. Oh, High school. good times. DC
Once while really blazed in class my math teacher calls on me out of nowhere and says, "Hey Nate, are you into horticulture?" and Im really blazed, so I start laughing and say, "Whats that, isn't that like the raising of bugs or something?" He's like "um no that's entymology, this is plants". And still laughing I say, "Hahaha that's so random, why would you ask me if I was into plants!! Hahahaha!" Then he just shook his head and went back to his computer. Then like 2 minutes later I look over at my friend who sat next to me, (and was also stoned) get this serious look on my face and say all seriously, "WAIT! Did he just call me a POTHEAD!", the whole class heard, went all silent and then my friend goes, "Yeah, I think he did". It was quiet for like another 10 seconds and then my serious face broke and me and my friend about fell on the floor laughing. I was super paranoid for the rest of the day thinking he was gonna call the principal and have me searched, but nothing happened and now I look back on it as one of the funniest memories ever. I'll post more when I can remember them.
I was smoking in the bathroom (STUPID as hell), and there wern't any windows, and it was the smelliest shit I've ever had too. Anyways, I get back to class, and like 2 minutes later, they call me to the office (it's soo fucking scary just hearing your name on the P.A.). So, I get to the vice-principal's office, having no idea what's going on. It turns out he called me in to tell me I had too many tardies and to give me a slip for saturday school. So I think I'm scott free, and just when I'm walking out the door, he tells me to "just have a seat". Now my heart's beating a mile a minute. He calls the head vice-principal (big school) into the office, and I know I'm fucked. He said I smelled (reeked) of weed. Anyways, I had the bud in a Rx bottle in my drawers, but I know from past experience that they make you pull up your boxers for that exact reason. So they're talking and I manage to push the bottle down my waist as far as possible. Suddenly, I feel something, and I realize the Rx bottle is in my leg, just being held up by my knee. Then they ask me to take off my shoes. FUCK! So I take them off, and the bottle falls right beside by foot, but it's covered by my baggy pants. Now, I know if I move, it'll be obvious, so what do I do? Suprise them with a feigned outbust. I palm the bottle with my left hand, and with my other arm I do an exaggerated flailing motion. At the same time I'm yelling something about being harrased, and their so suprised, they don't notice me slip "something" into my back pocket. It appeared spontainious, but was actually very coordinated. tldr; Almost got caught, pulled a fast one
well i smoked a blunt with a freind of mine outside the gym it was outside but with a roof...and we saw randoms desks sitting around so we put some round and we got in the middle and we lit it up....didnt get caught went inside the gym to play basketball everyone who was leaving the gym was like damn someone smoked...lol
I couldn't say it better myself. I smoked a blunt on the way to school everyday with my buddy (who was a dealer) and never had less than a 95 average in any class. Weed would actually help me focus, because I hate getting up early and I wouldn't stress out so much for tests and whatnot.
Another one for ya. Once in my sophomore year we got blazed outside my school during lunch and were munching hardcore. Rather than go back and eat the shitty school food, we decided to wall to the Hostess store which was about a block a way. Being so close to my highschool, and selling what it did (Hostess products, most typical munchy stuff I can think of), it was a legendary drop in spot for stoners. Well we walked in and started browsing around and after about a minutes this totally plainclothes guy (he had on a dew rag on and everything) comes up and introduces himself as a Truancy officer and could he ask a few questions. My idiot friend says a well yeah I suppose so (I mean I don't know why he couldn't just say no, we're not in high school, bye dude). He promptly starts asking us if he could see our IDs, to which we responded no, we don't have them (which was true, I didn't have a car yet, and nobody carried their school IDs). Hes keeps tripping and asking for them over and over again, and we keep saying no. And he's like finally well if you don't have IDs then you must not have wallets, so how are you going to pay for this food, to which I responded by pulling out a 20 loose from my pocket. I guess he was really hoping to bust us for shoplifting (which we weren't going to do anyway) because he started looking all pissed. After this exchange he said that he had just busted a group of smokers and handed out citations about a block away 10 minutes ago and that our eyes looked pretty red. We said well hey we havnt done anything illegal (a lie). He goes are you currently in posession of anything illegal (and of course we were, I had about an eight left from our sesh earlier in my inside jacket pocket, as well as a 4-5 inch spoon, both my friends had cigs)? We said no and he asked for a search to which reluctantly we agreed. I start freaking out in my head and he starts searching my friend Angela. He finds her cigs and takes them and gets a citation ticket to fill out when his little radio goes off, we hear something about a disturbance at another high school that requires "immediate attention". He puts away his ticket and says he's letting us off easy this time. As we're walking out of the store and back to school we see him pull out a cig from the pack that he took from Angela and starts smoking up in the lot. We're all like WHAT THE FUCK?! At each other, hypocrite. Good thing though was that he never saw our IDs, so he didn't get his name. Later on the news that evening I heard that a massive food fight went down at another school, the cops were called for it, I guess that's what saved our asses.
Well me and a few buddies were walking back to school, it was basically the last day (one day left after this one, and it was a half day..) and we blazed a few bowls.. Getting to school we came in JUST as the bell rang, and they said they were allowed to search us because we were on school grounds, left, and came back.. Which we did but we told them we were going to my friends car.. I had a half oz of some super chronic in my backpack, but it was taped on the top of my bag, the inside, but between a flap of a pocket, and the back/top of the backpack so it wasn't visible and it was ducttaped, and a lot of it so it wasn't going anywhere.. They searched my bag but didnt find shit haha. was so lucky. The only really bullshit thing about this whole thing is that, we were returning back to school BEFORE the day even started.. But apparently it was a closed campus or something like that.. that was a nazi school
Last year at school I had a quarter on me and I decided to go smoke a hitter in the bathroom (stupid idea I know). Later on in the day someone from the office came to my class and escorted me to the the office. I asked her if I could go to the bathroom on the way there so I could ditch my shit, but she said no. So when I finally talked to my principle she told me I was being questioned because a teacher had gone into a different bathroom than the one I smoked in, and he said he smelled cigarette smoke. She looked on the camera and I was the last one to go in, which I did to take a piss, so she searched me and found the shit. The DARE officer was kind of cool about it because he wrote me a ticket for under 2.5 when I had well over 7 grams. I ended up with a $250 dollar ticket for the weed, another $250 for the hitter, and a 2 week suspension.
My friend Taran and I were driving on our regular cruise route, a month or so ago, smoking a bowl or five. After we've smoked to our satisfaction, I glance in my mirror. "Oh shit dude, a fucking cop. Put all the shit in the glove compartment." "What? For real? *he looks in the mirror* Shit dude, fuck." *he puts all the stuff up* At this point, I'm flipping my shit hardcore. I don't have a license, because it got taken away when I was pulled over for speeding. But I can still drive on the ticket, I was just freaking out. I put on cruise control to make sure I don't speed, and then try to light a cigarette to get rid of the smell. But I can't light it. My hands are shaking like it's -20 degrees. So I have Taran light it for me, and I start smoking that with all the windows down. Once we go up a curvy hill and we can't see the cop in the mirrors, I take a quick right and then get into a patch of trees. We safely evaded the cop, and now we know that he lives around there and was probably just going home. But we were too high to even consider that at the time. Edit: Holy shit I just realized this had nothing to do with school. I was baked when I wrote this for sure. haha