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I've only really been high two times in my life. The first time it was new year's day(-- well morning anyway) 2004. For a while before then I had been somewhat depressed and I hated my life, as I often do. I remember that earlier in the night a girl asked me if I smoked, I thought she meant cigeretes so I said no ( this wasnt my first time trying to get high.) Awhile later me and a couple of guys went outside and smoked a joint, I didnt expect to get high. A short while after that the group I was with wanted to get cigars to roll the pot in, since it was a short walk and I was the only one old enough to buy cigars I went along. Half way there I realised I was high. I remember when I get there I bought guacamole doritos and a five pack of cigars. We rolled another joint and smoked it outside half way through it felt like I couldnt control my legs and I was laughing at every stupid little thing, suffice to say I was completly baked. At one point a cop car passed by and I quickly sobbered up, after that most of us went inside. We all got into a dark room, I was still completely ******** up and rambling about things. I think at one point I said that I didnt have a girlfriend but I wanted one. To that some girl said that she could hook me up with some one. To that I replied "bullshit! women always tell me that but never do anything." I remember that I felt like some one loved me.
-- No, I'm not a pot head. In fact I havent been high for almost a year.