Umm not really heh. It was only 14 months ago...but my recollection is shot.
I know I was on the Gold Coast for 'schoolies week' and had been primed for a few weeks. I had NO IDEA what I'd feel like. I thought it'd be like a trip or sumthing (hehehe). I'd also heard about Anna Wood (died of hyponatremia) and thought dying from taking ecstasy was about a 1/10 chance...hahaha i took it anyway.
It took me about 30 mins to work up the balls to drop the pill. Sometimes now it still takes me 2-3 mins to psych myself. I dropped it and immediately wanted to throw it up...i was scared i was gunna die
Wow...just writing this is making me feel like a hardcore n00b! It kicked in and I'll always recall joyfully saying to my friend: "how could anything ever go wrong...this is the best thing ever" (ive now revised that statement). I was so happy that my predicted date with death had been delayed and that ecstasy wasn't as scary as I'd been told.
In hindsight, it was a relatively weak experience and FAR FROM my best roll ever. I had slight eye-wobbles, fairly charged, awake allnight, gurning hard and empathetic, but suepr euphoric...probably MDxx/speed or sumthing (i wasnt into testing back then and im just wildly speculating). I was up way longer than everyone else and found my creativity was really increased (i wrote a song)...for me, ecstasy is not a very creative drug. I smoked weed throughout the 2nd half of the experience and to this day I have never had xtc without mixing it with weed (so when i always say that smoking weed on pills makes the experience better, i really wouldn't know as I've never had ecstasy by itself).
I ended up dropping 4 times that week and loved 'em all. Except one night we went ot Players Strip Club and this ugly slut was cracking onto me. I wasn't keen at all...but was peaking too hard to deal with the situation. I was getting mad paranoid and anxious for sum reason and couldn't tell the bitch to metaphorically suck my dick and 'fuck off'

(sorry story turned out to be longer than i wanted)