What was the worst thing that has happened to you while you were high? I'll start with a story of my own.... Yesterday I was in school right after I freshly vaped a bowl of some pretty strong herb. The dean comes into my room and escorts me to his office. In his office he proceeds to tell me about how he knows I have been dealing in school (even though I never have). He then proceeds to search me, my backpack, and my locker only to find eye drops. He let me go, saying he was going to keep an eye on me. I hurried out of there to my next class. COMPLETE BUZZKILL How about all of you?
First time I legit got high I decided to smoke a cigar and inhale every drag. Also I had just eaten some shitty McDonald's a few hours earlier. Thirty minutes into my first high I was sitting in my friend's bathroom taking turns between shitting and throwing up. It took a bunch of smoke sessions after before I convinced myself it wasn't the weed that made me throw up. Kinda ruined my next experiences smoking because I had convinced myself it was me being high that made me throw up. Don't know why I continued to troop through it, but I'm glad I did.
A badtrip, a while ago, my only badtrip. I was in school too. It was my second time goig to school while trippin. We smoked around midday outside and we were walking in nearby neihborhoods. I wasn't used to smoke weed yet, was just an occasional stoner. Everything was nice and quiet... and amazing and beautiful, then we arrive on school property. There were some free donuts inside, so we all went inside. Actually, only 2 of us were stoned. My friend began to eat some, but I didn't want to get the munchies, not at school, so I resisted even though it looked delicious as hell. But for some reason, I didn't feel so right inside of the school (first time was hilarious, but this time was strange), so I told him hes like "We'll go outside then", we go ack outside, feeling good again. Then the bell rings and we go to art class, I like art. Im like "Alright man! I'll be twice as creative!" And art is my favorite class in all. We come in, and that wierd feeling takes over me again, and my eyes were red as fuck, almost as red as this angry dude right here. Serious. No-one knew we were blazing, but I thought they all did. then My friend tried to calm me down and proved me nobody knew. Here's the bad part: It felt as if every sound I heard made my eyes grow bigger and bigger and that eventually they would explode soon and that I'll be blind for the rest of my life because i got high. now he found it funny, but I had to keep all the insanity inside of me, I couldn't express anything just in case we got caught, then, in french class, it started to fade. that one bad experience didn't stop me from smoking again
high school...how old are you? i mean how is that a buzzkill? i mean it sucks getting taken down..but atleast he didnt find anything, could have ended up alot worse if u had shit.
I don't have a huge rep as a dealer, and I never get called down to the dean's even for normal stuff. So when he accused me of dealing I freaked out.
Running through spike bushes to get away from ph foo's trying to shank me because I smoked on their stairs..
Like the second or third time I smoked I couldn't really walk, I stumbled into my house and passed out on my basement couch around 6pm and woke up at 10am the next morning out of it. My mom thought I was wasted and started smelling my breath and shit.
I dont know any horrible expierences off the top of my head.. dont get me wrong I've been SUPER BAKED but I've always made sure I stayed composed and enjoyed it instead of freaking out..
First time getting really high. We drove right after. I kept getting paranoid as it seemed like the driver was too high to drive and kept inching closer and closer to the road signs. At one point i even yelled stop, because I thought she was going to hit a sign. That was my only bad experience and my worst obviously.
A while ago i decided to take a quick toke in my room, just to get through the rest of the day (it was about 3) i had to snap the bowl so it wouldnt smell. so i do that and then i cant get my window open, its jammed. i run all the way down the stairs and into a bathroom, unlock the window, and pretty much die while blowing out. this was around 2 mins and i felt like i was going to pass out. so i went to my room and laid down. i was super duper baked. so high it was scary, because everyone was home. i just started tripping balls, i would forget how i got places like refrigerator or shower. and for some reason i could hear incredibly good, it was scary. shit was insane, in the shower i started seeing elephants and shit out of the corner of my eye. but they were in gameboy like graphics and missing their noses. i tried to get on the computer but it made me feel so good it was insane, and i thought it was sucking me in to it. so i just watched tv in a dark room for the rest of the day so noone bugged me. i ended up falling asleep and waking up without any clothes on. i think it was laced with some kinda shit, it was pretty scary
two nights ago i smoked some diablo og (strongest shit ive ever smoked) from the club after coming off a t break. holy fucking shit, i wasnt even freaked out because i was high, it was the thoughts that i was having (mostly about death and shit) that really freaked me the fuck out.
My friend came home and into my room while I was trying to pretend not to be tripping, but I was on salvia. The conversation was questionably suspicious, and then it dawned on me that the song I was playing loudly had the following lyrics: "We're on drugs We're on drugs We're all on drugs We're on drugs We're on drugs Baby, we're all on drugs Do you like drugs?" And I was too far in space to communicate with my hand how to skip the song, and was aware that if I skipped it, he might wonder why.
feeling like you want to kill yourself because your parents make you feel like a low life piece of shit when they think you're high.
Watched one of my best friends get tased and beat by 5 cops, because he was wasted and was running his mouth. I was so faded and it traumatized me.
I've had a few good panic attacks and nearly got in a car crash while blazed (mainly due to shitty tukwila construction crews putting up jersey barriers that block your view of the road in the middle of the night) but I find even bad experiences high are funner than reality
About a year ago I sprained my ankle playing laser tag. Me and some friends blazed afterwards. I couldnt feel the pain in my ankle after a while of blazing. When I got out the car I immediately hit the ground because I couldnt walk lol. I struggled to get to my car and drove home. What would usually take like 10 seconds to get into my house turned into like a full minute of me damn near crawling into my house. The combination of me being cooked and my ankle was terrible lol. I had a good time though.
My parents know i smoke and they don't really care. They just dislike me doing it, don't let me smoke at home (still do bcuz i got a spoof) and they always take full advantage of my "highness" and make me feel stupid. It was my high school graduation last year and my friends and me thought it would be cool to smoke a few blunts while we put on our robes (my friends parents were already at the auditorium so we got dressed there). I had forgotten my tassel at home and the thing i thought was "oh fuck". I told my boys what happened and they told me to go get it bcuz it's important. So here i am, blazed, and i'm on my way home. I didn't even realize that my house was where my whole entire extended family was at. I started tripping balls becuz my lawn looked liked a parking lot. I get out of my car and i know how red my eyes must be. I take a deep breath and walk in and suddenly everyone inside is like "OMFG HERE IS THE MAN OF HONOR! wait.... why are your eyes all red..." my parents knew what was up and they took me into my room and was like "WTF WHY DID U COME HERE SO STONED!?!?!?" i told them about the tassel and then i got it. i already had my robes on so i stuck out like a green thumb when i walked into my living room. i had to make up excuses like " I'm late" and "there gonna start rehearsal" to get out fast without giving eye contact and sounding all "uh duhhhhh..." that shit sucked mammoth balls but it was worth it when my bitch ass teachers had to shake my hand and look me eye to eye stoned. they always searched me in high school...
I decided to get baked last night just to pass some time, and I had one of the worse trips of my smoking career. First I smoked in my car a few streets away from my house. I remembered driving home, then I didn't, wondering how I got home. Then I was freaking out because I didn't know if I turned my lights off or if I shut and locked the doors. I could have gone and checked, but I was too scared that someone would know I was baked so I just stayed in my room. Then this is where everything turned down hill. I started to hear a lot of things. everything seemed loud as hell, and it seemed like I could hear traffic on the highway that is like 3 miles away! Everything in my room seemed loud, the fan from my computer cooler sounded like a jet engine, and my xbox 360 started talking to me...The greens that I smoked must have been laced with something...I got it from a dispensary so they couldn't have been, but it still felt like it...very strong indeed. A few minutes or seconds later (last track of time) I started feeling like everyone was out to get me. I then started to think about every single possible outcome that could happen at the end of the night. Everything from good to extremely disturbing. It felt like I was in all my alternate realities at once, thinking that anything could end up happening, then believing it like I believe there is air we breathe. Very very scary. Then what I think what happened was that I fell asleep because when I "woke up" it was two hours later...weather I was sleeping or staring into space I don't know...Then it seemed like I was conscious in my dreams, and that I knew that I was dreaming, but I wasn't awake. I can't really explain it but the only think you should know is that its not a fun experience. Woke up the next morning, and felt fine but I hope I never get a high like that again lol. Shit was scary as hell