So Sunday night my cousin came over to smoke some high.grade with me. The only problem was that my supplier wouldn't answer his phone. I didn't want to let my cousin down and I've been wanting to try this legal weed Id been hearing about. So I told my cousin about it and that it could kill you but it'll get u higher than any weed. So after he agreed to try it with me we went to a local gas station and purchased 3 grams of "zombie hoe". When we got back I rolled a blunt and we took about 10 hits each. That night I felt as if I smoked a ton of weed, and my cousin said he was experiencing a whole new trippier high.! I laughed and we joked and ate as the high went down. We finished the blunt with about 5 hits each and my cousin left.
Since he left me with about a gram and a half I rolled 3 fat joints to get me through the week.
The next morning I woke up for school got dress and went straight outside to smoke. I took about 5 hits, and only stopped because I felt a strong high coming on. I walk to school and the school is literally up the street from my house. So as soon as I put the blunt out and started walking I was tripping TF out. The ground felt like a tred mil and I was scared a car was going to hit me. Theres an island in the middle of the 4 way in front of the school, and I spent what felt like forever trying to cross the street to get to the island. I had to keep reminding myself that I was crossing the street because I couldn't bring myself to reality and I felt like I was in one of those dreams where I could only move SUPER slow.
So once I finally made it into school I was the highest I've ever been in my life.! I didn't know what school I was in and everybody looked so weird and short. I was viewing people in a whole new way. The further I walked up the hall the higher I got.! I felt like I was in a dream and I was going to faint at any second. At that moment I knew I had to get to first period annd sit down. But at that time I didn't know where my first period was or my teachers name, but lucky for me he was standing outside the room and I recognized him.
As I went into first period I didn't recognize anything. It looked as if the whole class had been rearranged but in reality it hadn't. When I put my head down and closed my eyes I would see neon cartoon characters but then It switched to me feeling like my desk was doing 360's so I kept lifting up my head. Before I knew it we were 30 minutes into class and it felt like 5.
My high started to fade later in class because I regained my memory but the base high kept coming and going. Even up until track practice.! I debated going because I could barely feel my legs but I went anyway. (Bad descision). I kept a slow pace because I was still high, but eventually I had to sprint with a teamate. From what I could see I was going full speed, because at this point my legs are numb. But things started flashing in the middle of the race and I kept getting lower to the ground with each blink until I was doing a 360 on the track. It really snapped me back into a weed feeling high, and I got up and went about the rest of my day.
If I ever get the chance I would like to trip off k2 at my home and watch cartoons. I feel that I would of experienced a much better time if I weren't at school. And maybe I was just that high cus I smoked on a complete empty stomach and fresh out the bed.
Since he left me with about a gram and a half I rolled 3 fat joints to get me through the week.
The next morning I woke up for school got dress and went straight outside to smoke. I took about 5 hits, and only stopped because I felt a strong high coming on. I walk to school and the school is literally up the street from my house. So as soon as I put the blunt out and started walking I was tripping TF out. The ground felt like a tred mil and I was scared a car was going to hit me. Theres an island in the middle of the 4 way in front of the school, and I spent what felt like forever trying to cross the street to get to the island. I had to keep reminding myself that I was crossing the street because I couldn't bring myself to reality and I felt like I was in one of those dreams where I could only move SUPER slow.
So once I finally made it into school I was the highest I've ever been in my life.! I didn't know what school I was in and everybody looked so weird and short. I was viewing people in a whole new way. The further I walked up the hall the higher I got.! I felt like I was in a dream and I was going to faint at any second. At that moment I knew I had to get to first period annd sit down. But at that time I didn't know where my first period was or my teachers name, but lucky for me he was standing outside the room and I recognized him.
As I went into first period I didn't recognize anything. It looked as if the whole class had been rearranged but in reality it hadn't. When I put my head down and closed my eyes I would see neon cartoon characters but then It switched to me feeling like my desk was doing 360's so I kept lifting up my head. Before I knew it we were 30 minutes into class and it felt like 5.
My high started to fade later in class because I regained my memory but the base high kept coming and going. Even up until track practice.! I debated going because I could barely feel my legs but I went anyway. (Bad descision). I kept a slow pace because I was still high, but eventually I had to sprint with a teamate. From what I could see I was going full speed, because at this point my legs are numb. But things started flashing in the middle of the race and I kept getting lower to the ground with each blink until I was doing a 360 on the track. It really snapped me back into a weed feeling high, and I got up and went about the rest of my day.
If I ever get the chance I would like to trip off k2 at my home and watch cartoons. I feel that I would of experienced a much better time if I weren't at school. And maybe I was just that high cus I smoked on a complete empty stomach and fresh out the bed.