Alcohol, weed, cocaine - coke 1st - Pretty fun but quite subtle
This weekend I was to a football game watching my friends play and win their league. We head to the local pub and drink beer after beer, yelling chants and just having mad fun. At around 12 we go to a club, but the line is way too long. I meet up some other friends of mine at another smaller club.
It turns out that I can get coke tonight. At the same time I found this out some other friends call and say they're at an afterparty nearby so I asked if they wanted some. They said Hell Yah, so after leaving the club we went to some guy that lived nearby and I, let's say, "found" the coke on the floor.
It's my first time doing it, but I'm not nervous, probably since I drank a lot of alcohol during the night. I snort the first line, then go out and chill a bit. A joint is passed, so I take a few puffs. I now feel warm and cosy, but I don't get a huge rush or something. I feel better than I used to, but it's not like I-am-the-king-of-the-world-this-is-so-fucking-good-i-need-more feeling that many describe, although from other experiences I've read coke can be subtle as well.
I say goodbye to the people in the appartment and go out on the street. I'm feeling a bit paranoid, being alone, high on two illegal drugs and one legal and a good 25-minute walk away from where I should be. I also want to do more coke. I call upp my friends and get them to pay my taxi like the little bitches they are
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Arrive at the appartment. Everyone's more or less drunk, except N who has taken GHB.. or GBL or whatever
. I had gotten approx. 1/5 gram, and five or six (don't remember) people want to join in, so we each got around 0.1g in the line. Snort the line.
I go around, talking to people. I don't feel high (just a little warm and fuzzy) but my heartbeat tells me something different, it's elevated and beating harder than normal. I met a guy who is a friend's friend of a friend that wasn't at the place, a seasoned tripper. We start discussing drugs. He asks me for tobacco to roll a joint and we go outside and smoke it.
This went on for quite a while, but after a while I started to get a bit freaked. I felt plain weird - a sort of confusion that I sometimes have had on psychedelics and don't feel too good. I'm having trouble following conversations and don't quite seem to be able to string words together. I decide to lie down and not talk too much. I also think of my heartbeat and think negative thoughts. Once I even thought that they hade mixed some sort of RC in the coke (Why I couldn't figure out), something which made my laugh to myself. I told myself to calm down, that I am fine etc. By this time the coke had worn off I'm pretty sure.
During the time I drank shitloads of water. I was constantly thirsty and had a dry mouth, so as soon as I got in the kitchen I'd drink water. At the time I didn't think of hypothermia, and although I was a bit nauseaus for a couple of minutes at a time, I do not think I was in any risk because I pissed a lot as well. Besides I'm a big guy and I usually gulp down as much water as I physically can when getting home from the pub (usually between 1-2 litres) to avoid a hangover.
My friend N came up to me and said that he wanted to go home and that he didn't feel a thing, so we said our goodbye's and went home together with two other friends. When I got on the bus I suddenly realised how fucking good I felt. Go out at my stop and walk home.
As I walk home I feel that there is someone sitting in every car. For a split second I see a silhouette of someone, but then it goes away. I'm also having slight auditory hallucinations (hearing music or a party somewhere nearby though there isn't one and the like). It didn't scare me though, I knew that the silhouettes was just a mind trick and at the time I still felt good and warm and cosy. I just laugh it off and go home. Go to sleep at 6am, no problems falling asleep, wake up at 2pm with a slight hangover and lethargy, but feeling alright psychology.
Summary:
The coke experience was a lot more subtle than I thought (or maybe it was poor coke?). I had expected to become a teeth-clenching, frothing manically chatting God, but all it did was me feel good, warm and cosy, and make me more chatty. At times I was thinking "WTF? I sit here and talk this much with a complete stranger. CooL!".
The cocaine was mellow and nice, I remember now reading somewhere on BL something along the lines of:
First you do coke and it sucks
do it a couple of times more, and you think, hey, it's better than E
start doing it every weekend
and in the end you are sitting there wondering why you're snorting lines on a Tuesday morning 8)
Well, I did want to take coke the next one-two days after, I did think about the experience and that it was nice. I know I have to watch myself since I have a quite addictive personality and a coke addiction is the very last thing I want. I attribute the weird feelings to the mix of drugs I had but all in all it was a very nice experience. Sorry about the length.
This weekend I was to a football game watching my friends play and win their league. We head to the local pub and drink beer after beer, yelling chants and just having mad fun. At around 12 we go to a club, but the line is way too long. I meet up some other friends of mine at another smaller club.
It turns out that I can get coke tonight. At the same time I found this out some other friends call and say they're at an afterparty nearby so I asked if they wanted some. They said Hell Yah, so after leaving the club we went to some guy that lived nearby and I, let's say, "found" the coke on the floor.
It's my first time doing it, but I'm not nervous, probably since I drank a lot of alcohol during the night. I snort the first line, then go out and chill a bit. A joint is passed, so I take a few puffs. I now feel warm and cosy, but I don't get a huge rush or something. I feel better than I used to, but it's not like I-am-the-king-of-the-world-this-is-so-fucking-good-i-need-more feeling that many describe, although from other experiences I've read coke can be subtle as well.
I say goodbye to the people in the appartment and go out on the street. I'm feeling a bit paranoid, being alone, high on two illegal drugs and one legal and a good 25-minute walk away from where I should be. I also want to do more coke. I call upp my friends and get them to pay my taxi like the little bitches they are
.Arrive at the appartment. Everyone's more or less drunk, except N who has taken GHB.. or GBL or whatever
. I had gotten approx. 1/5 gram, and five or six (don't remember) people want to join in, so we each got around 0.1g in the line. Snort the line.I go around, talking to people. I don't feel high (just a little warm and fuzzy) but my heartbeat tells me something different, it's elevated and beating harder than normal. I met a guy who is a friend's friend of a friend that wasn't at the place, a seasoned tripper. We start discussing drugs. He asks me for tobacco to roll a joint and we go outside and smoke it.
This went on for quite a while, but after a while I started to get a bit freaked. I felt plain weird - a sort of confusion that I sometimes have had on psychedelics and don't feel too good. I'm having trouble following conversations and don't quite seem to be able to string words together. I decide to lie down and not talk too much. I also think of my heartbeat and think negative thoughts. Once I even thought that they hade mixed some sort of RC in the coke (Why I couldn't figure out), something which made my laugh to myself. I told myself to calm down, that I am fine etc. By this time the coke had worn off I'm pretty sure.
During the time I drank shitloads of water. I was constantly thirsty and had a dry mouth, so as soon as I got in the kitchen I'd drink water. At the time I didn't think of hypothermia, and although I was a bit nauseaus for a couple of minutes at a time, I do not think I was in any risk because I pissed a lot as well. Besides I'm a big guy and I usually gulp down as much water as I physically can when getting home from the pub (usually between 1-2 litres) to avoid a hangover.
My friend N came up to me and said that he wanted to go home and that he didn't feel a thing, so we said our goodbye's and went home together with two other friends. When I got on the bus I suddenly realised how fucking good I felt. Go out at my stop and walk home.
As I walk home I feel that there is someone sitting in every car. For a split second I see a silhouette of someone, but then it goes away. I'm also having slight auditory hallucinations (hearing music or a party somewhere nearby though there isn't one and the like). It didn't scare me though, I knew that the silhouettes was just a mind trick and at the time I still felt good and warm and cosy
. I just laugh it off and go home. Go to sleep at 6am, no problems falling asleep, wake up at 2pm with a slight hangover and lethargy, but feeling alright psychology.Summary:
The coke experience was a lot more subtle than I thought (or maybe it was poor coke?). I had expected to become a teeth-clenching, frothing manically chatting God, but all it did was me feel good, warm and cosy, and make me more chatty. At times I was thinking "WTF? I sit here and talk this much with a complete stranger. CooL!".
The cocaine was mellow and nice, I remember now reading somewhere on BL something along the lines of:
First you do coke and it sucks
do it a couple of times more, and you think, hey, it's better than E
start doing it every weekend
and in the end you are sitting there wondering why you're snorting lines on a Tuesday morning 8)
Well, I did want to take coke the next one-two days after, I did think about the experience and that it was nice. I know I have to watch myself since I have a quite addictive personality and a coke addiction is the very last thing I want. I attribute the weird feelings to the mix of drugs I had but all in all it was a very nice experience. Sorry about the length.
