one time me and a buddy went to go smoke a blunt before school by this little garage thing that was well hidden, except for the people that lived across the street. As soon as i light the thing and take the first hit, some douchebag comes flying around the corner with a shit eating grin and a video camera. Hes like "i bet the truancy officer will love this" im just like fuck off and walked away still smoking the blunt. I didnt get in any trouble but it made me mad as hell
Shit, picked up my buddies GF before school and smoked with him and her. Some pretty good stuff, I had about 2 grams left and stuck it in my hidden pocket inside my cell phone pocket. She goes to school, buys three bars, eats a couple and ends up passing out in the middle of computer class. I was asleep in forensics class when I was escorted from the desk I was sleeping in to the office. I have no idea how they didn't find my weed, shit was right on my leg and you could easily feel it if you patted me down. Got a uniform violation for having a vulgar word on my shirt underneath my hoody, luckily that's all I got.
smoking bud is no big deal. smoking bud on school property is a big deal. don't do it - its a much more severe crime. ever wonder why pot growers get their prison sentence nearly doubled for growing within a mile of any school?
back when i was 16 i got interviewed for a stolen mp3. the vp searched my shit, found about 3gs, called the cops, and i spent the night in juvie.
Qft. Less obvious to have purfume on or just smoke weed in general. Extra points if you have nice hair and good marks. Used to sit in class, sketching hardcore after massive lunch sessions: blunts, joints, everything everyday. In my grade 12 year I had about 4 missed days but smoked everyday I was at school. Since I'm writing here now I'd might as well add that once I was baked beyond belief (I believe in grade 11 English class, University Prep.), one of the most apparent and stoney highs I could probably remember in high school and I got called up for a 1-on-1 student and teacher conference discussing our upcomming individual presentations. My eyes were terribly red, like you'd know something's up and I wreaked of weed. What happened? She called me up and the bell rang for then end of class. Went to next period and slept all 80 minutes, I was so terribly high... I also hit bongs on the schoolbus on the ride home with two other boys that also smoked who lived on my street. Irresponsible, but goooood times.
my high school used to be so chill. i would roll a blunt with some friends in the back of the band room, spark it up as soon as i walked out the door for lunch and usually killed another as we're walking back in. Then we got new security guards and it was all over. In october I went outside to my friends car and we hit his new bong until we were satisfied and walked back into the school. I go to class and the next thing i know the VP walks in and starts pointing at me. At this point i gather my piece, weed and grinder in my backpack and put them in my pocket. on the way to office i was able to slip it all to a friend who was in the halls. The key to not getting in trouble is just denying everything if there's no weed on you. They knew i was high but had no proof and when they asked if they could test me i said no because i smoke outside of school so a positive test wouldn't reveal anything. Being high in school is the best.
pft. The first time I ever tried to smoke at school my friends and I were walking to a spot and right before we walked into the woods some kid runs down the path and yells that our VP and security guard (scary black dude from NY) were coming, so we ran like hell until we were at the end of the trail and fully off school property. The kid that ran first showed me about a quarter he had which explained why he ran so fast. We then proceeded to buy a bagel and go back to school
well me and some friends of mine were blazing in a park near the school when the vice principle drove by and clearly saw my bright yellow bong , as we saw him speed up to do a u-turn we all just started running in the open with bong in hand we split up i put my bong in my bag changed my shirt and kept going he ended up stopping my friends who had nohting on them cuz i took it with me and they told him that it wasn't them . So he left back in his car searching , and when i was right a round the corner to my school i see him driving up to me so i tripped out but he just kept driving . And these people have University Degrees.
One day my friend and i decided to smoke a few bowls before school cuz i had just gotton an 8th of same damn good dank. After were done i decide that im gonna have fun at school today and fill up two water bottle with some vodka since i had just gotten a hnadle from some kid. Its starts out goo and then i realize in second period that for fourth i have football (which i quit) and im drunk stoned and unmotivated. Well we had to run a shit ton in football that day and so i am tired as shit after we are done. So i meet up with my friend give him some vodka and we head for the car to toke it up. We get trucked and go to mcdonalds. When we get to school all goes well and the second class i have i decide fuck i still have a lunch from home i didn't eat. So what do i do you ask. I eat it. I had just finish eating my pb&j when in strolls one of the assistant principles. He talks to my teacher and a few minutes later he tells me to come with him and walks off. The only thing i've got on me at this point is a bottle of vodka in a water bottle. I dont know whats going on so quickly i grab it and toss it in the trash can by the door on my way out. When i get into his office he does the old let me see your eyes, smell your hand breath, etc. etc. ..... I was thinking oh shit im screwed my breath probly wreaks of vodka. This time my stoned ass saved me haha. The peanutt butter masked the smell of the vodka and i got off free. Then after school i met up with my bud for a ride and and a toke. He tells me that he has been suspended for the next 3 days. They found his grinder in his locker. I still to this day do not know how they caugght us because they said that our teachers didnt notice anything out of the ordinary today about us. I guess we'll never know how they caught us.
Last year in school we took a field trip down to Denver to check out a courthouse or some garbage like that. Anyways, I was sitting on the back of the bus and the teacher was way up front, so I thought that I would be in the clear for a little rezzie action-WRONG. I did the deed and popped my head up from behind the seat and this bitch is turned around staring straight at me. I knew I was fucked at that point. We take the stupid little field trip and afterwards all the little tools piled on the bus. The teacher pulled me to the side for a moment and tells me that she had caught on to my scheme, so I was flipping out pretty badly and tried to deny it and play it off, which has little effect on this cunt of a teacher. After the bitch escorts me to the back of the bus she asks to see my backpack, and there was nothing that I could do, so I handed it over to her. I formulated a plan quicker than a motherfucker as we slowly and painstakingly made or drive back to town. When we got off the bus I began breathing heavily and wheezing. The bitch was still holding my pack and was like "lets see if the principal can find anything interesting in here." I was fake weezing and said in my best false asthma-attack voice, "christina, I think I'm having an asthma attack can I see my pack its got my inhaler." The bitch hands me my pack and says "you may do that, but I have to see you take it ou..." "Peace bitch!" I shout and book it into a nearby alley. As I was running to a nearby cemetery to get away from that shit I see three sherriffs speeding down the street towards my school- turned out the bitch called the police. Anyways, it was probably the most reckless thing I have ever done- and will ever do again, but it was an exciting day and I hope I provided some enertainment for my classmates. Amazingly, all I had to do was apologize and whatnot.
got caught by my teacher once after school ripping bongs off the oval. it was funny seeing my principal holding my bong. got caught by cops before school with 75$ of weed on me (at the shops next to my school) and they took it and put it down the drain. never got in trouble for that though.
nah but i used to always go to school high. me, this one black kid and our computer lab teacher would always talk about weed though. they both liked Bob Marley, and we'd always talk about fattie Js or blunts. the whole class was pretty cool actually. i dont think the teacher smokes now... maybe he does, maybe he dont. but im willing to bet hes tried it, and didnt not like it. wait, i got caught on one of my first couple of days at a new school, on a new bus. i used to live in a camper with the mom and dad and i had a small room. well i'd always wake and bake. and the bus stop was right by where we lived. i got on the bus one morning and a few seniors sitting in front of me told me to wear axe next time, lol. i was a freshman, but i ended up sitting with them seniors at lunch. the bus driver caught me as i was getting off the bus and said something along the lines of: its ok i was young too and just dont do it again or i'll have to turn you in didnt stop me much.
no. im sayin that hes probably tried it and if he did, then im willing to say that he liked it. i just said that he didnt not like it. lol
i got ratted out for sellin in skool and i got expelled that happend this year but thats ok just gave me more time at home to smoke
haha nice stories people..one thing though, How do you guys handle the paranoia?? I'm almost done with school and thinking of going stoned on my last day. I have gone to an after school class stoned once with a friend but it wasn't fun. My thoughts went into overdrive like always and I couldn't stop worrying about people noticing, thinking about how I am acting, what I was smelling like etc. Maybe I should drink a few beers before I toke because from experience this takes away any paranoid thoughts but your still high and feeling reaaaaal good.
dude the exact same thing happened to me!! and then once, back in like 8th grade, my friend had just sold me a nickle, and right after he gave me the bag the teacher calls us both up to his desks...looks us in the eyes...and tell us we forgot to put our names on our papers. I was freaking out baaaad.