1st time probly about 15, I begged this dude at school to sell me half a j, saved it for when I got home, went on my roof at night. lit it up inhaled properly and everything, did realy feel anything except the munchies.

2nd time (MY REAL 1st TIME) was probly the next day at school, or day after. I tagged along with some of the other kids that were going to have a session during lunch behind the tennis courts next door. so this dude whips out this little 7" bong, and I was like "how do I use this thing" it was a thumb carb, I took 2 hits cleared both times. then when we got up to leave it started to hit me realy hard, I remeber crossing the street and looking down at the road it seemed like I was flying across a neverending desert. then we went to the gym to get a smoothy or something, and then everything started getting realy foggy, and I started to feel like I was dreaming, like when you know your dreaming. like I wasn't realy there. I was acting realy stupid and loud too saying how high I was, probly pissing everyone off something fierce lol, but it was good times back then. since then I got high everyday any chance I got. When I finished highschool I started cutting back to ussualy once or twice a day.

god I loved getting high back then, don't know if it was my tolerance, potency, or lack of shit to worry about back then. never realy been as high as I used to get back in the days