This thread is dedicated to those times when you felt at your absolute best. Whether it be a road trip, or just a good night with friends. Perhaps a birthday party? My story: (tl;dr at bottom) Okay, so i was about 17. Me and my friends had recently got tickets to a concert, and were psyched to go. The place the concert was taking place was about 5 hours away. We packed our bags that night. The trip started at 4:00 that morning, we got up as early as possible as to be the first ones there. Me and my roommate, after getting showered and dressed, had just enough time to smoke a few joints (at 4:20 ) before he left to pick up our two other homies that were coming. After we all regrouped and smoked, thats when the fun began. One of my friends, lets call him D, pulled out a g-pen and two pieces of parchment paper that contained over 3.6 grams of blue dream shatter, and my other friend, (S) pulled out a few medibles he bought in from colorado the previous april. We get in the car an ride until we hit highway. The moment we were on the highway the sun was starting to rise, and smoke was rolling out of the windows. Ill never forget that we played wiz khalifas "the thrill" on repeat for atleast three hours. So, after what seemed like only an hour or so in our stoney daze, we get to the city where the concert i taking place. We go and check into a hotel suite, and cruise the town, partially to kill time untill the midnight show, and partially to find a place to eat. So we eat at some high end restaurant, and its time for the show to start. So around 11 we roll up to the stadium, get a little pre toke on, an find the back of the line. Well There is a MASSIVE line in front of us. So after waiting forever and sneakin tokes off the vape pen, we finally reach near the front, When it starts raining. HARD. At this point, we rush inside and find our seats. Fast forward through three hours of intense awesomeness. were leaving the place, headed to the hotel. We spend the rest of the night just smoking, dabbing, and just enjoying life. Taking time to appreciate the finer things in life. I hope this wasnt too lengthy of a read 😠Tldr: took a road trip to see a concert, smoked lots of weed while doing so, lived the high life for one night, just appreciating the things that most never get to experinc. "I smoke blunts to take the pain away, if i wasn't high id probably blow my brains away"
I had a shit stuck in my asshole for about a day. Woke up at 10am and tried to get it out, finally managed at 8:30pm that night due to taking several laxatives. Felt great. That's my 'top of the world' story. Best accomplishment of my life. It was like a fucking fetus coming out my ass or something.
A week before this, I broke up with my ex as she hooked up with one of my my best friends so that really bummed me out at the time. I'd never chill with my homies, just preferred being at home alone mourning. One night my friends persuaded me to go to a party with them so I said fuck it, what's the worst that happen, right? We go in & this guy's house was huuuuuuuge so my friends and I each had 2gs to kill so we split up and talk to chicks. I met up with this one chick who was my ex's best friend but she was hooot haha. I brought up how she wanted to try edibles recently but couldn't get the bud or money? Anyways she's telling me that she's craving some chron so I tell her to come with me & if she wants to bring her friends along but she insisted that it was only us two (as soon as I heard that I knew it was going to be a great night haha) We get in the guy's biggest room & I roll a fat ass fucking blunt so beautiful that jesus himself would baptize the shit out of it! As I was rolling though she finds that he had a jacuzzi in his bathroom and she says we should get in & smoke in there. We both get in naked when it's bubbly, smoked the blunt, got soooo high that we ended up fucking in the jacuzzi After that party my self esteem was higher than I am right now
so i had my own apartment for a little over 4 months before my best friends exboyfriend got drunk and got us evicted. anyway, i had a kinda long distance boyfriend for 6 months - we started dating right before my lease started - all lined up really beautifully tbh. the freedom of the apartment and the pure bliss of that relationship. overall was just an amazing-ass time of my life, ironically lost em both the same day. fate, i tell ya BUT the specific memory was within ANOTHER specific memory of the month he stayed with us. firstly, t'was heaven on earth. some of the happiest days of my life existed in this month alone with this boy who i still think, even after breaking up , is one of the most magical souls i have ever encountered. but specifically (sorry i keep getting sidetracked, i'm very very stoned), this one night stands out: we had just gotten back to the apartment after spending the evening with my dad who we got really stoned with and shared music with all night (hes a pretty successful musician so that was pops way of bonding with him i guess) and so my belly was full of good food and i was so at ease and bliss-y and there was a small crowd of people in the dining room when we got there, passing a bowl. basically, they brought some unmentionables - the kind rave kids take. we smoked the bowl, and so forth THIS MOMENT: laying on my floor with a shit ton of pillows and blankets touching the skin on the arm of my sweet love as he played his guitar and we all thought about how wonderful music and smiles and souls were as we listened. that night was pure bliss. freedom, love, friends, music. gahhh. if i could describe a heaven, it would be something like that but then again, even as i'm replying to this thread i'm thinking of a billion other memories with him that i could put here man, i'm really pathetic...