My Experience With Weed Part 1
I had just moved out of my parents house and was sharing a room with my "friend". I had no idea he
smoked weed, despite his suspicious movements and signature weed scent(abi na odour?) barely two weeks after moving in with him, my worst fears were confirmed as he started bringing home his weed smoking buddies and they would occasionally roll a wrap and smoke it right there in the room or mix the weed with beans or spagehtti.
Being a very curious person i always wondered what made them happy after smoking, so i decided to find out for myself(wrong move)
It was a very hot day in February, a saturday i think it was, my friend was out as usual. I searched everywhere for his stash but couldn't find it so i decided to go and get mine. I arrived the weed joint all sweaty and nervous, half expecting to get muged but nobody seemed to be aware of my presence there, they were all on different planets all expect one i concluded that he must be the seller so i approached him and the following conversation ensued:
Me: how far?
Weed seller: i dey
Me: i wan buy weed
Weed seller: how many parcel?
Me: parcel ke? Iro oo, na just small i need
Weed seller: laughs really hard. bolo leleyi sha(meaning this guy is a dunce oo)
Apparently, a parcel of weed is that small wrap, i didn't know that. I thought it was something very large.
I gave him 1000naira and he gave me a tiny wrap of weed with a white paper, i was surprised when he gave me 950 as change. I couldn't believe weed was that cheap.
On my way home, i decided not to smoke it but mix it with beans because i thought that it will be better that way(another wrong move). Long story short, i cooked beans and added the whole weed, ate it and called my friend, i told him ogbeni i just ate weed oo and nothing happened to me this one that you people will eat and be feeling funky, i don chop am oo. My friend was like ehen you be strong man oo
I decided to take a quick nap before doing laundry, i woke up about 20 minutes later on the floor i was banging my head on the floor, and i couldn't stop, my heart beat was so audible and fast, everything was extra bright and extra loud. After a few minutes of head banging, i was able to get up from the floor,
I felt as if i had just gained access to a part of my mind that I never knew existed previously, it was scary and cool at the same time. I could feel the blood flowing in my veins(you have to experience it to believe it. Though I strongly advise against it) i felt so uncomfortable in the room, it felt like i was in an oven suddenly a voice in my head wisphered ogbeni bo aso e joor (off your clothes) i obeyed. The voice came again oya sa re(now run) that was when i realised that the weed had taken effect so i decided to take a shower to see if it will calm me down, but the water felt so hot on my skin so hot i ran out of the bathroom.
I called my friend to see if he could help me make sense of what was going on but he laughed at me, he asked me the quantity of weed i took and i told him i used a whole parcel, he said guyyyyy you don eff up if you no sleep in the next 30mins, you go mad oo go chemist make you go explain yourself.
By this time things had escalated, i had a severe itch at the back of my head that wouldn't go away no matter how hard i scratched and i was convinced that the beating in my chest was an evil spirit that could only be killed with a punch. I ran to my neighbour champion and told him champion e jo e fun mi lese laya(champion pls punch me in the chest) ti e ba gbami lese laya mo ma ku oo(if you don't punch me i will die oo) he hissed and walked out having had enough of such nonsense from the boys in the boys quatters.
The voice in my head came again iwo na o de gba ara e lese laya abi o ti fe ku ni(why don't you punch yourself in the chest or do you want to die?) i punched and punched but there was no difference.
The house was getting hotter, the voice in my head was getting louder, the itch in my head was getting worse, and the evil spirit in my chest was getting louder. Then came the voice again oya ma sare lo(start running) so i started running but on getting outside in the sun, i felt so cold i was shivering but that didn't stop me from running(i would have given husain bolt a run for his money on that day).
On getting to the chemist, i realized i was bare footed, i told him i had a severe headache i needed something to make me sleep immediately, he gave me the drug and i chewed it right there in his presence, next i asked him to give me a drug for evil spirit, that was when he realized something was wrong with me and chased me out.
I got back home and tried to sleep but my heart beat wouldnt let me, so i ran back out this time around to a nurse in the area, first thing she asked was kilode o wo bata ni? (why don't you have your shoes on? I told her jackie chan ti gba bata lowo mi (jackie chan collected my shoes) i was finally able to explain my situation to her and she took me in, tied something around my elbow and injected me directly in the vein. I passed out immediately only to wake around 1 or 2am in the middle of the night with the worst kind of hunger I have ever felt in my life. I ate a whole loaf of butter field bread in one sitting without butter or tea.
I came home to a hero's welcome, my friend told me e be like say your head no carry am but e go better make you try am once more so you go dey use to it. The following day while the house was empty, I packed my Ghana must go and like the prodigal son in the bible I went back home to my parents. It's been a few years since that experience but the lesson I learnt is an unforgettable one. My curiosity hasn't gotten me in trouble again and my circle of friends have since changed.
Weed wey i smoke wey i no know how i landed at a celestial church and dem don light candle around me, mumsy don dey cry, all my sister dey pray like say i don die sef, after getting myself 4 days later na there mumsy tell me say i tear her cloth, grab my sister b**bs, tear our last born slap i come dey shout fire, fire, fire, fire i even hit my head on wall like fifty times, come dey speak in tongues, i am about running to express road before they grab me, tie me with chain....shai weed experince no good o.
I HAD A SIMILAR EXPERIENCE, EXCEPT I JUST LOCKED MY SELF IN MY ROOM IN SCHOOL, NO LECTURES FOR 3 DAYS STRAIGHT..WAS CHANTING INCANTATIONS SINGING PRAISE AND WORSHIP AS WELL, DANCING AZONTO, FUJI, SHOUTING LIKE A SOMEONE THAT WAS BITTEN BY A DOG.....AFTER THAT EXPERIENCE I DECIDED TO NO EAT WEED EVER AGAIN COS ITS FAR WORSE THAN ANYTHING YOU"L EVER TAKE IN YOUR LIFE....
enjoyed this, it was gud, this is just like wat my friend experienced, only dat hes brain didnt tell him to run, his brain told him to run to the main road and pull his clothes! i was like ahn ahn, wetin b dat one. i think say na play until e begin display ooooo
I also remember this incidence during my undergraduate days at the university of Ibadan. In my final year then, I had this friend whom we stayed together. We were in the same department. He had never smoked weed, so he wanted to experience what it felt like.
It was a cold Monday morning. Lectured for that day commenced by noon, so we went to Bodija close to UI, there was place around there where weed was sold. When we reached there, I ordered for a wrap, he ordered for one also. I asked if he could smoke the entire wrap, he was like what I̶̲̥̅̊s̶̲̥̅̊ there, that he will smoke everything. Well we smoked the weed, and when we finished, my friend started knocking his head with his hand the way people who inhale snuff do. He also started smiling and laughing uncontrollably and murmuring incoherent words to himself.
I had the same experience way back in school after my friend and I ate okro soup we found at his brothers house. We had gone from trade fair to his brother's house to relax cos it was closer, on getting there and realizing that we were hungry, we made eba and helped ourselves to the okro soup we found there. The experience is like a horror movie, at one moment , I would see myself on the ceiling, I would even see my self walking with my head. I even thought I would just die at any moment . Abeg no even give that to your worst enemy .
He came back and met us in a very bad form, fed us with tins of milk till we vomited all the food in our stomach.
Oh boy I don laugh chest dey pain me....Weed na bad thing oh! One of my bros shared his experience back then in Unilorin!his room mate served him a well prepared beans spiced with weed...this bros ate it like an hungry lion.After sometimes,bros just dey run dey shout help! Help help see lion,see lion.see snake oh! He said he was aware that he's high and that something is wrong,but he cant just control saying those rubbish and that he's actually seeing things! I love people sharing weed experience cos nothing funny reach am. Laughing again!
I use to have low appetite until one funny day I visited a friend's house. I met them eating this jollof rice and beans
only to join without invitation. I was the last to finish and still requested for more. On getting home I started
Noticing my voice had become thicker than that of my dad. I noticed everywhere was turning around then I
called my friend only for him to tell me I have entered one chance. cheiii I slept from 4pm to 4pm the next day.
Anytime I see weed I announce my name as usain bolt.
I dont want to share ma experience here....but picture diz: smoking a fresh imported weed from seme border at sultan beach,badagry with a bottle of vodka. running
Bare footed without my cloth, only my boxer and singlet from badagry to Baracks shouting It is a Goal, It is a Goal, It is a Goal It is a Goal, It is a Goal till i reach home, na on top thick rope i sleep for good 5 days, my papa na retired general though.
my guy cooked indomie.i didnt knew that he used weed in cooking the food.we all ate.make i no lie i piss for bed.for two days.i no know myself
Oh Lord Gracious!!!! U guys just got me high now. I am laughing real hard. Just last month, my cousin ate weed and i didnt know abt it. He asked me to accompany him to the next street to go get something. As we were abt crossing the road, this boy lifted me up and carried me on his head. He was shouting ' i am a great truckpusher'. people gathered. I was so embarrassed on top of his head
May be i sholud create a thread 4 my own experience. because it wasn't a small thing. Dat day ehhn, i did cat-walk on an express way, a voice told me i ws going 2 die by 6pm. I was jst begging every1 4 4giveness and wen dey ask me y? I told dem i ws going 2 die by 6pm.
Here goes my own "once in a lifetime" experience. I was in part 2 then. My hostel mate, a buddy was to celebrate (can remember what he celebrated again) and we all in the hostel decided to make it a good time. We all are decent, cool headed dudes but we just wanted to experiment. So we bought booze (lots of it, Boss, Remmy, Henny, Squaddy...) mixed them in a large pot and weed. (concoction aye)
So that night when we had all returned to the hostel, we started off. There was no light, so we started telling jokes, making noise and beating bottles, plates pots and buckets to make music for gyration, more like the Kegites kinda gyration, while we take the concotion. It was all fun and nice, then NEPA restored light, and the proper grooving started. Psquare and Weird Mc's busybody song was the hit then and that fast tempo-ed song was the fire that ignited the whole show. I remember everywhere was bright, and more guys are joining the party. We were all getting high without knowing it. At a time things began to swirl, my head was light, my legs were no more there, kinda like i'm suspended in the air, and i was so happy abt the feeling. Guys began to behave funny and soon, i lost it. I was hyperactive, pple were holding me back from doing things i wanted to do and it was all crazy i don't anythng anymore. Finally, i blacked out ...and i woke up in the evening the next day, nak'ed, with salt and oil in my mouth. I was told i vomitted seriously, stopped breathing and almost died ( dn't knw if that's true tho), that they had to call one of this bad guys in SUG, who poured oil and salt into my mouth, made some incantatns to call me back to life . I was hunger, weak, lightheaded and lost appetite for almost a week . My urine (and our bathroom), the rug, the pots we used all had that booze smell for weeks. Since then, if i smell booze ( rum, gin, brandy, whisky...),
My world! I just can't stop laughing! I can relate totally to all the tales; its f*cking hilarious!
Its obvious weed is better smoked than ingested. My next door neighbor at school had a bitter experience: I don't know what his aim was but he prepared indomie with weed and served a girl who came to visit him. The noodles knocked-off the girl totally! It was a very ugly incidence as the girl kept screaming and banging on the door and walls. At first, we thought it was an argument; then when the banging became intense, we felt he wanted To Molest the girl and went for the girl's rescue. He refused to open the door so we had to break it: omoh, the sight was ugly.
The girl looked pale with hot-shot and bloody eyes. She looked fierce like a wounded wild animal. The guy was trying to calm her down but it was almost impossible. The guy was almost in tears. The girl kept screaming that her body was on fire. He clothes were scattered on the floor and she was trying so hard to tear-of the wrapper the guy used to cover her.
It was another guy from the next hostel that proffered the solution of milk. We managed to feed her with enough milk, then deep a hand deep into her throat to induce vomiting. Much later, she was able to calm down and sleep.
It was then the guy opened up to us that he served her with noodles and weed, hoping to maybe weaken her and have s*x wit her. E remain small make we beat up the lad.
The day i ate that stuff,i was just going about on a hot afternoon asking everyone...harmattan dey?,harmattan dey?...i was just feeling harmattan throughout that day
I've never smoked weed(unless you count second party inhalation ),but I've seen guys virtually go crazy because of this shiit. The most recent episode I witnessed happened around July 31st or so.
After our 2nd semester examinations,a bunch of us(about 6 dudes and 3 girls) decided to go chill out in a bar.Midway into the drinking spree,one of the dudes brought out a HUGE polythene wrap of weed,along with a stretch of white paper.They started passing it around(I declined of course )
One of the guys there had never smoked weed before that night,but he didn't want to be labelled a puccy asss niggah ,so he joined the others.
He smoked the first joint-nothing happened.The niggah was feeling fly after that.He asked them to wrap him another joint
Mehnn after smoking the 2nd wrap,the guy started going loco.Next thing I knew,the dude climbed onto the table,unzipped his fly,took out his mandingo and waved it in the air,and started yelling,"look at my diiiiiiiicckkkk!!!"
It was soooo funny at first,everyone in that section of the bar just laughed.Some even took pictures
The whole shiit got serious when he started masturbating right there .Everyone was like,What tha heck?!The other guys had to start dragging him off the table,which wasn't an easy task,since he's a pretty big guy.Even after that,he started taking off his shirt,yelling out a bunch of bladderdash while others tried to restrain him.
He was practically dragged off the bar,amidst incoherent utterances from him .When we got to the school gate,the security guy just took one look at him and burst out in laughter .While we were trekking back to our hostel,he managed to overpower his captors and broke into a mad run.We all decided to let him be,sha.
When we finally got to our hostel,we saw him rolling on the ground just outside,in the middle of the driveway,as Unclad as a jaybird .Mehn it was so embarrassing .I had to exit the scene and rush up to my room before our hostel security saw me there.I woke my roomie up,and we watched from upstairs as his friends and hostel security battled to carry him upstairs to his room .We had a good laugh that night about it.
TBC.......................................................................................................
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