This is more of a stupid story than anything -
This happened a couple years ago. I was heading to Indiana with some friends to see the Pacers vs Bulls playoff game 4. We stopped along the way to pick up the rest of our party from Purdue, and they decided to roll two fairly large joints from very beautiful looking weed. I'm not an avid smoker, but at the time I would get high around once a week. But this was much stronger weed than I was used to, and no one really warned me. So we get close to the stadium and we light up the two large joints between 5 people. Apparently, according to my friends account, I'm hitting em pretty hard, and hes not saying shit because he knows how high I'm about to get. We get to the stadium, and as soon as I step out of the car, it was like I just landed in a foreign country, and we were late so we all decided to run. Everything is happening so god damn fast, I'm just trying not to trip and ignore the fact I'm dying of thirst from the extreme cotton mouth I'm experiencing. We get to our seats finally, and when we sit down and I look up, were a lot higher than I expected. Now the field house in Indianapolis is more of a "U" shape as a pose to a "v", so for someone whos prone to vertigo (me) I was almost certain I was about to fall to my death at any moment, even though we were roughly 20 rows back from the balcony railing. So as I'm learning to cope with my situation, I realize I'm hungry, and it's right before halftime. So I tell everyone I'm going for food and I'll be back. I go to get in the longest line I've ever been in, and when it's finally time (about 20 minutes later) I get pizza and a water bottle. I notice the third quarter is starting on the monitor, so I start watching it there because idk why the fuck. Then I realize oh shit I should probably get back to my seat. I head back..but I'm so high I'm going up the steps one at a time, placing both feet on the steps before moving onto the next one. I'm being extra careful not to spill my bottle of water that was filled right to the top. I explicitly remember how important it was to keep that water int he bottle. I FINALLY get to the top by my row and look up, and none of my friends are sitting there. and I say to the person "You're not my friends" and he just looks at me in this weird puzzled matter and I turn around and go down the stairs as fast as I can trying not to panic because I have no idea where I am and I'm tweaking out in this giant stadium full of people. I go back to where I got my food, and carefully examine my ticket. I make sure to pick the right row this time, and when I get up everyone is like where the hell have you been. Apparently I've been gone for roughly 40 minutes and the 4th quarter was just about to start. They had been calling my phone wondering where I been. I was just wondering in the general area the entire time high as hell, but had no way of telling them what I just went through. So I sat, are my pizza and drank my water, and before I knew it the game was over. The only basketball game I ever been to and this is literally all i can remember, and Carlos Boozer missing the game winning 3.