My craziest time

Hi, I'm pretty new to GC, so sorry if theres other threads like this or whatever, but I always thought this time was scary but fun enough that it needs to be told to the world.

Around september of junior year, my parents went out of town for a 10k run in Pittsburgh, about an hour and a half away. I stayed home, though, since I had a project I needed to work on. Naturally, I also planned on smoking, and having just received my license not long ago, I drove out to a friends at around 9 where everyone else was toking from a gravity bong.

Now, an old friend of mine was there too, and he's cool, but he is one of the biggest nerds I know, and not exactly in the cool way either. This was his first time smoking, and he started before I got there. More on him later.

So, I'm sitting watching some other friends play tony hawk after having taken some strong hits, and suddenly I get a text from my dad checking up on me. I immediately ask myself, what if they came back early, and they are just texting me to see if im honest about my whereabouts? (They didn't exactly want me driving around, let alone at 10 pm). Now, sober me tries to tell myself that the chance of that is so small that it's not even worth considering, but at the same time I knew I would just feel a hell of a lot better if i knew for sure that it wasn't so. Ever since then, I've been much better about managing my paranoia, and I laugh at that time. It's a textbook example of paranoid projection.

So, after that whole episode, my nerdy friend who I told you guys about and I go to take some more hits. I take a strong hit and he follows. I look at him and he doesn't look too good, even for someone who had just had a huge rip. Suddenly he leans over the sink and just pukes a ton. Now, I know one can 'green out' if they aren't careful, but at the time I never thought it was possible to throw up from weed. I eventually realized how gross it was, and went back to the TV room.

After a little while, he rejoins us. I thought he was better, but next thing I know, people are saying he threw up again, and I see him running to the bathroom with his hand under his face. I start freaking out again, not only because I'm a bit emetophobic, but I also was worried he might have thrown up on my new shoes, and I might get caught from that (hey, I was still stoned). We all run upstairs except for two troopers who stayed behind to clean it up. Eventually, we return downstairs and I see him lying on a cot, looking pretty pale and out of it. Having had enough for one night, I drove home.

Looking back, it was probably one of the scariest times Ive had being high, but also the most fun. I think the good times of that night outweighed the bad. And, also looking back, the idea of my nerd friend throwing up from his first time seems pretty hilarious, even though I still feel bad for him and I thought it was far from funny at the time.

So, thoughts? Similar stories? TL;DRs? Criticisms of my noobishness?

 

I just told them I was at home, playing civ 5. If I had told them I was anywhere outside home, they would have freaked.

 

my bad, i meant it in a different way. My best summary was I freaked out for weird reasons and my friend puked, but other than that it was sweet. And as for my friend, he decided to give one more chance and hes had much better times, and now hes actually a huge stoner

 

I wouldn't say there were no panic attacks, I mean I didn't really emphasize how freaked out I was since I figured the original post was long enough as is. But yeah, I've been pretty careful to avoid possibly dealing with police and I try to keep my guard up around parents, because I have a pretty reputation and it would be pretty bad if I were caught.