Had a friend ask me if I wanted to skip lunch (in high school) to go smoke a bowl out in the parking lot. Of course I did. We smoked weed on the reg, no big deal. She had it in a metal pipe with one of those screw on lids. We take a few hits and start walking back inside before the bell. I get to our senior hallway, I don't feel great.. we make it past the offices and I'm getting really fucking warm. We make it back into the cafeteria to our table at the fringes of the lunchroom and I'm having a full on panic attack.

I sit down, everyone is saying shit like "You don't look so good" or some variation. I remember I made it to the bathroom to vomit uncontrollably, hot and cold sweats. I felt like I was hallucinating, like I was having a fever dream where I was so hot and desperately just wanted to lay my head down on the cold floor but somewhere in my brain I knew I couldn't because I was at school. I slept through two end classes, went home, threw up and slept until the next day. My best friend is the sort of a bitch in the sense she would totally have been out of pot, had some K2 and not fucking told me and just let me smoke it because she didn't want to alone. I know that's what she gave me, I had never had it prior to that before, only heard of it. I tried it a second time knowingly in college during an hour break between classes. Did the same thing to me. Never again.