how did you start

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And now how is life for you?

I started when I was 16, my best friend was doing it.. after doing some other drugs with him (I told him never to let me smoke weed) I eventually got interested and wanted to try. We went outside on my driveway at my old house and hid in between my brother's car and my father's truck and smoked out of a popcan, lol.. Took me a week to get high for my first time, I got giggles and laughed but never really felt high. The first time I actually got high I was in his car, parked out in front of some random person's house in a random addition, I remember my head being really cold and thinking the road stretched forever..Smoked a lot that summer..quit afterwards because of girlfriend. Got back into it 2 years later after we brokeup..Kinda started off and on, then about a year ago got back into it because of this girl I was dating.. Ever since then I just got into it big time, trying to learn as much as possible..

 

Well this dude that i kinda hung out with was gonna smoke up one of my best friends for the first time, and they invited me so i thought what the hell. smoked maybe twice a week for about 2 months after that, then i became a total stoner cuz i got introduced to the stoner community at my high school. Been blazin ever since

 

I was probably like 13 or 14 and my brother in law smoked a blunt with me.

 

i started in age of 20

 

I'd dabbled in it here and there before but I only really got into it in a big way this year (age 20) because my housemate at uni smokes a bunch and my two best mate from home smoke a lot as well.

 

I started with a blunt in my mouth... duhh...

Lol no forreal first time I got high (took like 3 times) it was at night in the middle of a park. Smoked this looooooose ass blunt that had a ***** retarded by the end of it. I was walking like I had cinderblocks for shoes and straight raped micky d's...

 

I was 14. I knew a friend of mine that smoked but I wasn't really interested in it. Randomly wanted to try it one day, asked him if he could get me a dime. Smoked all the weed out of an apple. I felt amazing. Then for some reason I thought that life wasn't real and that life was just me sitting in a corner imagining it. Then I got hungry as hell and went to McDonalds.

 

I just wanted to try it to see what I was hating, so I hit my friend up and we smoked out of a glass spoon pipe and I liked it. I honestly was like drugs are bad for you. Psh where'd that guy go

 

Peer pressure!!1!1!111!!!!

 

16th birthday party was when I really first tried weed. I got wasted too. Fucking good night. Anywho, after that I smoked on occasion with my good friend who was a stoner. Then my best friend started dating this dude who's a wicked stoner, and he always got us smoked up. After that I started hanging out with more stoners and I've been smoking and buying ever since.

 

My first time I was a freshman in highschool, i went over to one of my boy's houses with a couple other guys who had all smoked before so yeah i was the center of attention that night cause every smoker just loves it when they introduce someone to the magical powers of the sticky icky herb. Anyway we're chillin in the basement playin video games and shooting old shot glasses with a bb gun (lol yeah stupid fuckin freshmen) when one guy pulls out a bag of green. We end up smoking about 5 or 6 bowls in a fuckin sauna, we boxed the fuck out of that shit, the combination of the steam and smoke was marvelous. Next morning pops comes downstairs for his morning sauna sesh and what does he smell? The herb. We thought for sure that somehow the steam would help dissipate the smell but i guess we were noobs. My dad finds out and instead of getting really mad he has a talk with me about the reasons to smoke and how not to fall into a bad habit, and he embellishes this conversation with stories of his own youth and chiefing escapades. All in all he basically tells me "I don't care what you do, as long as you're being smart and responsible." So my first time smoking was overall a great experience, boxed a sauna, smashed everyone in mlb 2k, shot up some shot glasses and found out my pops was a long time smoker. Only thing that would have made it better would have been some pussy but hey you can't have the whole world unless of course you're Aaron Rodgers.

 

There was this dude 2 years older than me (brother's main hunting buddy) and we loved the same music and talked about it and he gave me cigs (this was when i was 16) and he and my best friend were blazin buddies (my best friend doesnt blaze at all anymore ) and were talking about the great times they had blazing so i wanted to try it.

So the 1st weekend of school we camped out in my field me this dude and my bestfriend and blazed and chilled next to the fire (my brother went to college and didnt know about this) so i was feelin SO good and started like runnin around and playing tag with my friend. It was the best day of my life.

But then my best friend sits down and starts getting the spins because he was not used to the herb. And pukes. I thought it was a dragon (inside joke between me and him to this day) and was like wtf oh no its derek. So then the one dude is like im hungry lets go to steak n shake so i oblijed.
Derek (friend) went to sleep next to the fire while we went and ate at steak n shake.

I thought i would have the "munchies" but i didnt really because i was just dying laughing at the waitress hah so we went back, derek was in his tent, so me and the guy jammed to Rush next to the fire.

I had a great 1st experience and have loved it since then

 

I started when my dad use to blow smoke in my crib to calm me down when I would cry too much as a baby

 

We have a thing where I live called the May Queen, where the fair comes for a few days (Thursday through to Sunday), and we have a parade etc, and the fairground is in a big field. A few years ago on the field at night, me and a few other people were drinking beer. I bumped into a good friend of mine, he was in his 20s, i was about 16, but i knew him from living in the same place. I seen him smoking a joint, but I didn't know it wa a joint, there was a funny smell but i'd never smelt weed before, so i didn't clock on. As I was a smoker, I thought he was smoking a handrolled cig, and asked for a few drags. he started teasing me a bit by saying stuff like "Are you sure? can you handle this? have you done it before?" but i thought he was joking about, meaning tobacco. I took a few tokes on this joint, and started coughing, and he told me to have a few more tokes and pass it around my friends, and he walked off. Because I was drinking, i started to feel crossfaded. As we smoked more on the joint, I got worse and worse and worse. All I remember after that, is 2 nice guys walking me home, and waking up with my clothes on in bed haha, then knowing that was weed, i wanted to try it sober, and a few weeks later tried it again sober, been smoking it since then

 

I was 16, and I was gonna go over to my friends house to chill, and play video games after school. All the people I was with smoked and before we leave, one of them goes up to me and asks. "you ever smoke grapes before?" i said nahh, and he said i was in for a treat.
The first hit I took I didn't inhale. I took a second hit, and sat out for a bit. I didn't really feel "high", but I did notice myself moving slowly, eating alot, ect.

 

I was never into the whole idea of smoking marijuana. I remember at 13 saying smoking was for dirty people and it was unhealthy.. Then at 14 my ex best buddy tried it so I gave it ago with him. We had a friends older sister roll it up for us and it came out really good. Didn't get high. Just helt like I was on laughing gas. Second time we tried rolling and broke the tobacco papers. So we endd up rolling on school paper.. After that I just started to educate myself and then became a hard smoker