First time you got high.

[winter rat]

Okay, I want to know about the VERY first time you got high. (Not the first time you smoked weed because I know /a lot/ of people didn't actually inhale) Give me all the details.

Give me so much details that it would seem I'm reading a book. 4laugh

 

[-D---B-]

well first time i smoked it was back when i used to drink. i was really hammered at some party in 9th grade and these two black dudes that lived there were like "this ***** aint smoked weed before!? we gettin u high tonight!" i really didnt get high till the third time i smoked tho. my homie hooked me up with a sack and i smoked it later by myself. i went way overboard and domed 6 bowls to my head cuz i didnt really feel it the first two times i smoked. i was in for a bit of a suprise that time... xd  

[winter rat]

-D---B-

well first time i smoked it was back when i used to drink. i was really hammered at some party in 9th grade and these two black dudes that lived there were like "this ***** aint smoked weed before!? we gettin u high tonight!" i really didnt get high till the third time i smoked tho. my homie hooked me up with a sack and i smoked it later by myself. i went way overboard and domed 6 bowls to my head cuz i didnt really feel it the first two times i smoked. i was in for a bit of a suprise that time... xd

Lol, you most likely didn't actually inhale the first time than.

Cause I remember the first time I got high, I was smoking some fire, and packed up blunt, and we were sitting down at a park, I didn't feel it so I just kept hitting that s**t, as soon it was gone, I didn't think I was that high - I stood up, it all hit me at once, crazy. I couldn't walk, I couldn't talk right and I was laughing at nothing. Amazing feeling though. XD  

[K to the Tizzle]

I got extremely high the first time I smoked.
And when I got home I wrote it all out in detail.
( Cause I knew I'd forget... lol. )
So here's your book.

Today was a day I will remember for a long time.

First it started out as a normal crappy day.
But then it SNOWED. Like CRAZY.
All day... we got out 2 hours early.
School was fantastic chaos.
It didn't stop snowing till about 7:00 pm.
So there was a TON OF IT ALL DAY.

Well anyway the meat of the stew.

I tried pot for the first time today.
I'll explain it further.

It started out I didn't even know it was gonna happen.
I was going sledding with my friend and his brother.
So I went to his house to see if they were ready to go.
They said they were gonna smoke.
My friend said I was welcome to join them since he knew I had been wanting to try.
But that I didn't have to, he didn't want me to feel pressured by it.
I wasn't feeling pressured, I wanted to try it but was just feeling scared.

His brother and him both talked about it to me.
Mostly his brother saying how he still remembered his first time.
Then they reassured me I'd be alright.
I do trust them, more then anyone else in my RL.
They said they'd take care of me though.
And they did. They answered all my questions.
They slowly calmed down my fears and I decided to go for it.

They said I'm really lucky. Because I got to use a double-bubble bong for my first time.
Apparently thats something really special. They said it's stronger then other things like a joint.
And said for their first times they had to take a lot of hits to get any feeling. I only needed one.


But well I had no clue how to use this thing.
I've seen them do it but that doesn't help completely.
They were really nice about it though. They are wonderful guys.
His brother was the one mostly doing all this.
He showed me how it works and what I was supposed to do.
But I was kinda scared and not good at working a lighter.
And I don't have large lung capacity so I wasn't sure I could breath in for long enough.
So his brother got it "ready" ( I forget the word ) for me.
And so all I had to do was breath in the smoke from the chamber.

At first when I breathed it in It felt like nothing.
Nothing more then just breathing in some hot air that was a little scratchy.
Kinda like smoke from a fire only it lacked the scent and had a unique taste.
Then there was coughing... god that was AWFUL. I mean... I knew that I would cough.
They told me I would and I seen them do it before. But even that couldn't fully prepare me.
It felt like with every breath I took in, that I couldn't breath.
Like a huge strange pressure and numbing feeling on my chest.
I coughed REALLY bad. Like It made me gag and really hurt.
Plus it felt like it was never gonna stop, it scared me.
They gave me some water though which helped a little.
I was beginning to really experience dry mouth by now.

As the coughs died down the effects began to really take place.
It was kinda a gradual process. Like at first I felt pretty normal.
I just felt more relaxed and warm in the head/chest.
His brother had told me the first time he did it, he felt like he couldnt feel his throat.
So I got curious and touched my neck with my hand.
It really gave me a shock when I couldn't feel anything. It was all numb.
Almost like it didn't exist. It scared me but fascinated me as well.
I kept thinking "No way, this can't be real. I'm just imagining this."
But then the numbness spread to all of my body.

At this time my vision was starting to get crazy too.
It was like my eyes could only focus on small pictures or parts of things.
Everything started to get really slow and less "real".
Like it was just so surreal.
It started to look like a strobe light or slow motion.
I would move my hands and arms and stuff and it'd be slow.
I looked around and everything was in and out of focus.

Then my mind started to go in slow motion.
I could only focus on one thing at a time and thoughts would FLY in and out of my head.
They had music playing but I couldn't hear music and talking at the same time.
So my mind would focus on one or the other.
And when I was thinking in my head my voice sounded so loud and real like I was talking.
It was such a strange feeling.

Then my senses got really heightened at random.
Like taste and smell the most.

I got really scared though threw all of it.
Like it really scared me that I was seeing these things and feeling this way.
Plus I was terrified that it would last forever and that I'd get caught by parents.
That was mostly why I couldn't enjoy it. I was paranoid It would not stop.
I did act pretty freaked out at first with it. I never really relaxed for long amounts of time.
Like I would relax finally then I'd freak out again.

It was weird when we were in the car. Everything was hard to judge distance.
Might also been due to the heavy snowfall. But that was kinda cool...
Cause it was like that windows screensaver called "starfield" or something.
Like it was all this snow falling towards the car ( I was up front near driver ).
It was like a tunnel and was going in slow motion.

Even though I was really scared I didn't feel alone.
It was crazy because my friend and his brother it was like they were moving normally.
Because they were in the same "place" as my mind. Everyone else moved extremely fast.
And it was weird to look at my face cause I thought I was scared/unhappy.
But I looked in the mirror of a car door and I was smile-ing.
It took effort to force myself to not smile so I gave up on it.
Mabey I really WAS enjoying it more then I realized.

Because afterward was pretty fun. I knew it was for the most part, over.
But I felt peaceful and happy. And I was able to look back on it in a positive way.

I never would have thought of doing this.
But I don't regret it. The pain was gone by the end.
Along with the fear. It left me feeling open minded and content.

I'm thankful for my friend and his brother.
I would not have been able to try this without them.
They are good people at heart who I know would never harm me.
And they take care of me well. Never pressuring me to do anything.
I felt safe doing this with them, as I said before I wanted to do it because of this.
Even though it was scaring me at the time they reassured me it'd be alright.
And in the end they were right, which took away my fear.

It also felt good to finally be able to fully connect with them.
I understand what its like now, I know where their "minds" go.
I mostly talked to his brother about it though.
He seemed pretty worried for me.
But he made me feel better about it all.
When I explained how it was feeling to him he completely understood.
And he could relate because of his first time.
So it was comforting to know I wasn't alone.

I think that if I ever try this again, that I will enjoy it more.
Now that I know what to expect, and know that it WILL stop.
I don't have much to fear, if anything to fear.
The only true annoyance is the coughing which I found painful.

So yeah... that was my first time doing something illegal.
I'm proud of myself though. I don't care if others don't like it.
I've never done anything my entire life.
It feels great to say I've tried something crazy and unique.
Life is too short to miss out on stuff.
I'm proud that I was brave enough to do it.
It was a unique experience that I will always remember.  

[l u c i d x d r e a m s]

Well,
it started I met this guy at my school,
he's like, a smoking legend in our middle/highschool O_O
and wetalked, he said to come over to his house the next day
he was gonna get me high.
that night my moms like, stay drug free, blahblahblah.
because we were watching a special on druggies.
and the next day after school,
we walked to his house
and I was with him, his sister,
and her boyfriend, and the way he explained it,
was to take a swimmers breath,
becuase I used to be on a swim team,
so he hit it, and gave th ebong to me, let me clear the smoke,
and I took like, a HUGE deep, fast breath, and I could feel it
and then it hit my lungs and I started coughing a shitton.
he explained to me how to take a good hit by myself,
he gave me the bong, I hit it,
inhaled, held it in for 5 seconds, coughed again
this went on for about, oh say 5 minuets.
then they passed it to me one more time
he said hold it in as long as you can
took the hit, calmed myself down and resisted the urge to cough.
held it in for a really long time.
then I remember just falling into his lap from were I was sittingXD
and I started cracking up laughing,
and smiling for no reason,
and cotton mouth hit me.
his sister passed me a water bottle and I chugged half of it
before they took it away from me.
twas really fun.
until I had to go homeXD
then I couldn't walk normal.
butt I made it home,
thanks to his sister driving me.
and got in the house
and sat in the living room with my mom
facing the tv. so she couldn't see meXD
and shes like, lets order chinese food and watch movies!
and so concluded my day:]
I still remember it!
almost. I know theres something I left ******** idk I have to ask him what we did
before I leftXD

 

[Fog Machine]

Miria Katie

First it started out as a normal crappy day.
But then it SNOWED. Like CRAZY.
All day... we got out 2 hours early.
School was fantastic chaos.
It didn't stop snowing till about 7:00 pm.
So there was a TON OF IT ALL DAY.

-----

It feels great to say I've tried something crazy and unique.

I remember that day,
one of the principles,
you know the really fat one waddled into my chemistry classroom,
cause at that point the intercoms in the science wing wern't working.
And his fatass said that after class we could leave!

My whole class was in an uproar!
That was a choatic day after that,
I got so stoned that day that after me and my friend finished toking we 'had an adventure' and shoveled two trails in the snow from his garage.
One to my house and one to his house,
since we were neighbors,
and we always toked at his garage.
My grandfather asked me why there was a trail leading to the neighbors garage.
LOL

 

[Fog Machine]

But as for the first time I smoked got high:

So one day my brother introduced me to our new neighbor,
he was this short hispanic kid and was really cute,
I didn't know it at the time but me and that kid would become best friends.
So we talked then he came over the next day and we went to his house to do shots of tequila,
that was my first time getting drunk.

Then he called me the next morning and asked me to meet him in his garage and bring a waterbottle. So I did as I was told.
When I got in his garage he took the waterbottle and poured it out.
I was confused at this point, but said nothing.
Then he took off the cap and put foil over the mouth of the bottle and poked holes in the foil.
Then he burnt a hole in the bottom of the bottle with his lighter.

He packed a bowl and then lifted it to my lips.
I placed my lips on the hole,
and he placed a lighter over the weed and said 'inhale'
so I did as told,
we repeated this process several times until I was stoned.

Then we went inside and played video games and drank soda and ate some mexican food his mom made

And when his mom started speaking spanish I laughed so hard.

From that day on we smoked pretty much all day everyday for a year and a half,
until April 20 of this year,
three days before my birthday,
we got into a huge fight and never spoke again.
He moved away last month,
now I have new neighbors.

 

[-D---B-]

misfit baby

-D---B-

well first time i smoked it was back when i used to drink. i was really hammered at some party in 9th grade and these two black dudes that lived there were like "this ***** aint smoked weed before!? we gettin u high tonight!" i really didnt get high till the third time i smoked tho. my homie hooked me up with a sack and i smoked it later by myself. i went way overboard and domed 6 bowls to my head cuz i didnt really feel it the first two times i smoked. i was in for a bit of a suprise that time... xd

Lol, you most likely didn't actually inhale the first time than.

Cause I remember the first time I got high, I was smoking some fire, and packed up blunt, and we were sitting down at a park, I didn't feel it so I just kept hitting that s**t, as soon it was gone, I didn't think I was that high - I stood up, it all hit me at once, crazy. I couldn't walk, I couldn't talk right and I was laughing at nothing. Amazing feeling though. XD

yeah i wasnt inhaling the first time at all. didnt know what i was doing and it didnt help that i was drunk haha. second time i really wasnt sure if i did cuz i looked really high and my eyes were blood red. i just didnt really feel much different. the third time definatelly kicked my a** though... ate hella food and passed out haha  

[Hari-Kari]

The first time I got high was the second time I smoked, like last year to the year before. I'm a newbie > biggrin Didn't know anyone who did it apart from my boyfriend.

It didn't last that long. Totally inexperienced with inhaling anything. I've improved though, and I can use a lighter on my own now. :> We had gotten through one of his younger brother's connections, since, again, at the time we didn't know anyone who had done it before/was still doing it. Ugh, "Allentown Brown" was what we smoked. It was way harsh and burned. Never again since then have we gotten that. gonk Becoming friends with hippies is awesome

My boyfriend and I went on a grocery run for his mom that night. The tiles were wobbly and the lights were really bright. D:< I was so hungry since we hadn't eaten dinner yet. Lesson learned, grocery stores are evil. It wasn't anything too fantastic.  

[Just Neva]

The first time I actually rememebr being high was like, 2-4 years ago I was at my friends house and it just felt really good to rub the top part of my legs, then my hands got stuck there so I got up and started walking around with my hands on my legs. It was a fun way to walk.

Everyone esle has really long stories....too bad I can't rememebr anything.
cry  

[winter rat]

Wow, really gave me a story there! xD

 

[manduhpanduhMTP]

The first time I got really high I was in my garage with my friend Trini. We had the radio on and the music turned up. We didn't have a real piece so she made one from a plastic dollar store saxophone. We duck taped all the holes and put foil with holes in it over the big opening. After we smoked for like an hour, we walked around our town. I guess we called up some of our friends because they told me later I wasn't walking right and I couldn't stop laughing.

>_> I wish I remembered more of it.  

[Manic Meggy]

I was 13 and I went with a guy I absolutely loved into a run down looking house where 3 blond bitches were talking loudly.
We went up to there room, they blew me up a big lung, I got shaky, pale, and sat in the bathroom.
I was determined to handle it better next time because....

I loved it!  

[winter rat]

"Orbis terrarum est non altus satis

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I don't get why people can't remember their first time. D:

I remember mine detail by detail since it was my very first time. XD Even after all these years. :d

The world is not high enough" James B.