DOSE:

3 hits

smoked

Cannabis

(plant material)

BODY WEIGHT:

145 lb

I actually had smoked pot once or twice before. But it had been a joint which are hard for me. So I never actually got high. I was determined to do it one way or another.

One March afternoon, my friend and I went to this really cute guys house to hang out. We knew he was a stoner, and he was cute so we knew we'd have a good time. When we got there. His girlfriend, and 3 other guys were there, one of them I was pretty good friends with. After a bit, everyone except my friend went into the back room to get high. I couldnt believe I was getting another chance.

They filled the bowl on the steamroller pipe, passed it around, and I watched carefully so I wouldnt seem dorky. It was my turn and I took a hit. It went around again. And again. I was getting the hang of it. And everyone was so cool about showing me and helping me with it.

We smoked 2 more bowls. But then I began to think that I still wasnt working. I wasn't high. And I figured It didnt work. I was so mad. But I moved on, and just hung out a little watching them play darts.

Then it happend. I swear. Ill never forget it in my life. This slow creeping feeling took over my body. I felt a great joy. I knew It happend. I thought to myself, 'Its happening! Im getting high! I cant believe it im high!' And then, all of a sudden I cracked up! I couldn't take it that I was actually experiencing this great feeling.

When I started to laugh hysterically, I had the urge to pee. REALLY BAD! I started to scream 'I have to pee!' But I just couldnt move. My my friend had to drag me to the bathroom.. and I just sat there laughing! I couldnt help myself.

When I went back to the room the people thought it was so funny I dealt with it the way I did. Me too. But I didnt care. Screw them. I enjoyed sitting there feeling my body leave into a different dimension. Its like im floating, and Im by myself in my own world for me. And I can see everyone else just like they would be on tv. It was great. Only time went by slowly for me, seconds were minutes. And I got a little paranoid about when I was supposed to leave.

Not only was I high, I was stoned. I was so happy and content with this feeling. Later, my friend and I walked home. She was mad I did what I did. (Only a week later she tried it and shes a stoner now too.) From that moment on, I loved nothing else. And that was what I wanted.

It was cool, my life that is. We'd go get high every twice a week there. Until I bought a quarter every week for myself. I did it twice a day. I still would but I had to get clean for a drug test. I think pot isnt a bad drug. Its not addictive. Just the lifestyle. And It doesnt do that much damage. Its got my vote for legalization.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 7557
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Mar 31, 2003	Views: 18,578
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