I first tried weed or whatever you refer to it as in tenth grade with my then two best friends Tommy and Dane. They were always talking about hash and acid. I had always wanted to try it and my parents had told me that they had tried themselves (which wasn't very smart on there part.) So one day T. and B. came over, picked me up, and we went and got blazed. We went out to a little water damn (which most potheads around here know about.)
You have to understand something about me first, I was and at sometimes still am the biggest little kid. When I get fucked up I get fucked up. I don't get violent or anything, I just laugh, and laugh, and laugh, and repeat myself a lot. So the first time I tried it I was pretty pleased (and yes, you can get high the first time.)
So I tried it again and again and I took more and bigger hits as time went on. I didn't become a pothead our anything, but I was thinking about it a lot. And then I made the mistake of letting Scott, my younger brother try it. Then later he let Brett, our younger brother.
Then in my 12th grade I got drunk for the first time. Me and Scott had met a couple of girls through drama. They were into drugs and alcohol themselves. Well then one night they had a little party that we were invited to. We got high and then we got drunk. I believe it was off of a spanish drink, vodka and sprite, and some rum and coke. Yeah we got drunk, and then we pretty much passed out and leaving around 4 am. We got high with them again a couple of times.
Then I "moved up" we moved down is more like it. I had been wanting to try acid for awhile and I finally did. The first time I took it I took one hit of acid and layed in my bed listening to music. I was scared to go out and get caught by some cop or something but then I was also afraid that my parents would find out. So I just stayed in my room. And the only trippy thing was that I had a conversation with a voice in the back of my head. The second time I took the I took the same amount but that time I went out with Scott and Drew. Yeah I saw all the colors and wavey shit but that night when I was going to bed was pretty hard. I was convulsing pretty damn bad. It felt like little bugs were running around in my body. After working myself up for a couple of hours I fell asleep and woke up the next morning feeling much better. That day I went to work and had a relaps and had a small trip at work, that was pretty cool. But those were the only time I did acid.
X as it is known makes you "roll", that is when you feel like you are melting into everything and everything is in slow motion. Well I didn't do X but something like it, Two-ways. Two-ways are sold in most any gas station around here. They are sold for people who have a blocked up nose. But the side effects are what make you roll. So four will get you high and I've done around 10 or 12 at a time before. The fact that they are legal is what made me and most people like it.
I've had my best times with drugs and alcohol and my worst times. The worst time started at a punk show and ended about four days later in Manifest. At this punk show I took a good amount of Two-ways and ways having fun and all but by the end I had to have someone else drive my car. Which we went to our friends house like we had planned. There I drank lots and smoked lots. I don't remember to much except for going to an abandanded jail and asking out one of my good friends. The next three days one of me and my brothers' friends from Florida was visiting. He was a pothead and so he had lots of weed on him. And we a lot of it. I rremember that I had to go to work on one of those days and I was high the majority of the time there. But after work it was back to weed. Well in the mean time my new girlfriend was under the impression that I was dating her, while I wasn't even aware that we really were dating, except for the times that we kissed. Well on the forth day I came down finally, which I'm glad for because I finally got to make since of things. In Manifest I let hear know and things were over. We remianed friends which was good but I didn't ever and never let that be forgotten.
The best time however was a Wednesday morning before school with Scott and our friends Dino and Nick. That was the best ever.
But things have changed and I have changed and I no longer do such things. My dad once said that he couldn't stop me from trying anything, well I definitly tried some things.
Matt
