I was having a truly crappy day on Sunday.
I called my sibling for moral support… He told me to come over to his dwelling to hang out for a while.
My sibling has a condo a few miles away from my parents. I told my parents that I was going to hang out with Tommy. My mom easily offered to drive me, however I took my bike instead. When I arrived, I noticed a few cars outside of Tommy’s apartment. He clearly had some pals over. When I walked through the front door, my sibling tossed me a can of beer. He told me to relax on the sofa. He came over to talk to me a short while later. I had a buzz from the beer, so I said yes when he asked if I wanted to smoke some cannabis. I went out back with my sibling plus his pals. They rolled up a couple of marijuana joints for everyone to smoke. I took some puffs off the marijuana joint, and at first, I did not feel anything at all. After about 10 minutes though, I could not even remember my name. I could not remember why I was in an exhausting mood. I could not remember how to get back to my dwelling either. My sibling plus his pals could not drive me back to my dwelling, so I had to call my Mom to drive me home. I stood outside plus waited about 15 minutes, so my clothes could air out. I absolutely did not want my Mom to guess that I had been smoking pot with my sibling plus his pals. She wouldn’t have been too happy with my sibling.