LIFE: A Memoir 8
“Oh..” I said. I was really really nervous. The only thing I knew about weed was how much controversy it casued everyone, and how much people wanted to make it legal. That was it. It was illegal. I thought about it some more. “I guess”, I said, and she handed me it. I inhaled a deep puff and exhaled, coughing like a banchee. They all started to laugh. “It’s okay. You’ll get used to it”, said Lennon. So I puffed more and in a short period of time this feeling like no other came over me. It was like I was floating in the air, like I was in a different world. The room was spinning around me, and it was kind of blurry. I looked over and saw Lennon profusely kissing her “boyfriend” and everyone else had someone to make-out with. I was just sitting in the middle of the floor, lost as could be. I tried to get up, but I just fell over again. Again, everyone laughed, and so did I. I finally got up after the third try. I walked over to the bed, and that’s the last thing that I remembered that night..