The first I smoked it was kinda of wack, but around 3rd time shit was crazy. I was hotboxing in my whip with my homie. Had class later that day, so I had to rush a bit. We was smoking like 3+ blunts and my mans brought his bowl(gas pipe) with him. I decided to try it out. I hit the bowl a couple times and nothing really happened until like the 5th or 6th hit. Broooooo. My ass was done. I started to get paranoid like a mufkuka. I had visions of me dying and shit. My mans asked if I was good and if we should move somewhere else. I told him naw, then realized I had to go to class. I dropped him off, and went home cause I forgot one of my textbooks. Went to my room and I started tripping. I was rolling on floor visualizing my death. Shit was crazy. I took a quick jog to clear my head before heading out class. Finally got class and I felt terrible. The whole class knew I was smoking cause my scent was strong. My instructor asked me question and my ass could even say word without stuttering. I was so embarrassed. Went home then out of the blue I started get the shakes. My ass was shaking the whole gotdamn night and it was like 70 degrees out. I really thought I was going die that night. My heart was beating on some occasions and there were some moments I couldn't even breathe properly. Woke up the next morning feeling great. Told my bro I needed break from weed lol.