Hey there, fellow stoners and story enthusiasts! Buckle up for a wild ride that'll make you laugh, cringe, and maybe feel a little better about your own questionable life choices.
So picture this: It's my first semester of college, and I'm trying to impress this girl from my film studies class. She's way cooler than me - vintage band tees, knows every indie film director, and has this effortless vibe that screams "I'm way too sophisticated for you." But me? I'm just a nervous freshman with more enthusiasm than actual game.
We decide to meet up at this underground film screening on campus. I'm thinking this is my moment to shine. I've got my vintage corduroy jacket, thick-rimmed glasses I definitely don't need, and what I believe is a sophisticated understanding of French New Wave cinema. Spoiler alert: I absolutely do not.
The screening is for some obscure 1960s experimental film that's basically an hour of random shots of people walking backwards and close-ups of bread. Perfect, I think. This is my chance to drop some profound commentary and impress her.
Except here's the thing - I'm also pretty stoned. Not just a little buzzed, but full-on "I can't believe this is happening" level high. And as the film progresses, my brilliant observations start getting... well, increasingly ridiculous.
"The bread," I whisper dramatically, "represents the existential crisis of modern capitalism." She gives me this look - part confusion, part secondhand embarrassment. But I'm on a roll now.
By the time I start explaining how the random person walking backwards is a metaphor for reverse chronological narrative structures, she's barely containing her laughter. I'm sweating, my profound insights are becoming more and more nonsensical, and I'm pretty sure I've just compared the film's cinematography to a "really intense pizza delivery experience."
The kicker? She finds my complete ridiculousness charming. We end up dating for two years, and she never lets me live down my experimental film commentary.
Question of the week: What's your most embarrassing "I was definitely too high for this" moment? Hit me up on social media and share your stories!
Next week, we're diving into a concert experience that'll make your jaws drop. Trust me, you do not want to miss it.
Stay lifted, stay funny, and always remember - sometimes being yourself, even when you're absolutely blazed, is the best game plan.
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