When I was fifteen I smoked a joint behind the restaurant I worked as a dishwasher at. Always trust a cook to have the best weed.

Funny, I can still remember the smell of the mingling of pot and pine from the trees there, even the clarity of thought that I had that night. It is odd, the things the mind retains.

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"I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints then I smoke two more!"

15 years old, in a buddy's backyard.
i remember it hit me like a brick, one minute i was fine, completely sober.
a few hit from that joint... uncontrolable laughter.
still remember it like it was yesterday.

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why would you arrest a person growing less than 1 oz, with a 4.0 gpa, no traffic violations, and no criminal history to speak of? sort your priorities mate...

hahaha. throwing stars and fireworks. one can only imagine... do tell.

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why would you arrest a person growing less than 1 oz, with a 4.0 gpa, no traffic violations, and no criminal history to speak of? sort your priorities mate...

having hippie parents they thought it would be cool to put a huge pot leaf in my baby book (not sure why but whatever)

SO ... I was 16 and had some friends over and we were watching a cheech and chong movie. Someone mentioned smoking pot and I jumped up, grabbed my baby book. we crumbled that shit up and stuffed it into a cigarette. Knowing what I know now...that was definately mind over matter because we would sit on the couch, stare into space, someone would laugh, we all would laugh then it was back to staring into space. Fun times! Dumb kids! LMFAO

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Everything I learned was a lie, so how can what I say be the truth?

i was 15, i took a couple of hits of haze with my uncle, after a couple of minutes i was fucked up sitting on the front steps, then i see my moms car pulling up..........lol.....my ass still hurts.

16 years old, a few summers back me and my 4 cousins stole my uncles weed and rolled a 1/8th blunt around the bonfire. great times

14 years old with my friend and his mom. we smoked a couple joints around a fireplace. Pretty cool experience looking back on it.

my first joint was when i was only 13 it was me and like 3 friends i didnt know anything about bud so when they said it was white widow i figured it was noithing special they rolled a pretty fat joint of it i had no idea what to expect i took 2 pulls and i started coughin soo much then by the next time i got the joint i was soo blazed i could barely walk i wish my tolerance for gettin high was like it used to be it takes so much to get me high these days

whoa shit bro i can 100% relate with that! I used to get that too, i would just see something ,anything like a street light or whatever and then make a coplex 3D map of it in my head,i felt like i was gaining an awesome new understanding of all the things I saw that day!
thats awesome ive never heard anyone explain it that well - good job

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