About 2 years ago I started sneaking out of the house at night to go to parties with my friends. His mom had given him his own house to live at at the age of sixteen, so his mom really didn't care if he got wasted nightly. So I'd go to these parties and not drink at all.. and that really seems silly to me now. I could have had alot more fun. Then, about a year and a half ago, I went to my friend's lingerie party (most of my friend's are 2-3 years older than me) and decided I would drink for the first time. I had 2 shots of Vodka and was immediately extremely tipsy (I can't remember if I was actually drunk since I had no prior experience as of then) and some more Vodka later at my friend's house. Since it was his house to do whatever with he usually had 10+ people stay there on any given night. My first time drinking ended quite nicely, watching 3 naked girls play twister...
Some months later, which would be around a year from right now, I decided to consider pot. The same friend, I knew, had been trying to keep him smoking a secret from me because he didn't know how I would react. At first I was pretty upset, but the more I stayed around, the more I wanted to try it. So, we went to see a movie and smoked in the car before. I got really blazed. I remember the most peculiar sensation of my toes not being able to stop moving- they were doing the wave for hours. That night, they wanted to get me extremely high so we went to Hippie Rob's house to smoke from his bong. From there we went to the trap house and smoked another 2 blunts. That night changed my life. I've been smoking from that point on, but have only ever smoked high grade Crip or Kush.
Again, I found myself exposed to yet another drug, Xanax. The same friend offered me one because it was broken and wouldn't sell. I snorted half and popped the other half, went home and cooked. I ended up frying my hand lol.
You see, we really just did binges of a single substance and quit a month later, except for pot that is. When we found out a guy was growing shrooms in his house in the area we bought from him,did them and quit. My first experience was off of 2.3 grams conceiled in chocolate. I locked myself up in my room and tripped. I had taken the time to set up my room for the situation prior by replacing the lights with pink and blue ones. I was really tripping. My room became a locatio in space, in which there were stars fighting eachother (how bizzare) while I watched the Golf Network. I had never watched golf before but the trees in the background seemed to make a connection with me so I kept it on. When a SeaWorld commercial came on with the flying whales, a Penguin hopped out of my TV and stood guard by my bed for the remainder of the trip. When I went to bed my walls were rippling, as if they were water and I was enclosed. My last experience with shrooms was a semi-bad trip at Homecoming. That was enough for me.
I've also tried E, started somewhere between my first and last shroom trips. It was good, since we went to another friend's house and we DJed some Techno for us. I bought another bunch of beans and flipped them for cash to buy more for a while, but ended up doing them and losing money.
Oddly enough, the last substance for me to try was cigarettes. I always thought they were disgusting (they are!) but quite nice after smoking pot.
Then, I had other ambitions, and my dad found germinating pot seeds in my room (hidden of course) and drug tested me- needless to say I failed. This was in late November and I haven't touched the stuff since. However, during the first week of January, I took 6 Bars and got really trashed. I didn't mean to, I just unconsciously kept eating more, like they were candy. While Barred out I went to Wal-Mart, tried to buy some Tussin, got kicked out, and apparently the Pharmacist knew my dad >_>. He called him and I got my money, phone, and truck taken away. I have received my phone back, hope to get the truck back today, and possibly my money, too.
During my period of non-smoking, I did try huffing air duster. It's the only thing I ever regret doing. When I tried it I did get really, really high (trust me, nothing feels better than it) but it only lasts for a few minutes at max. Afterwards you get really depressed, feel really stupid, cough alot, and can feel the nasty chemicals in your lungs. I would never advise anyone to try this, it's really bad!
At the moment, I'm only drinking, and since I've gotten PMs saying they can't believe I still want to smoke pot, I'll clarify by adding that I'm not going to do drugs until I'm no longer their responsibility.