WhiteLight900
Bluelighter
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- Apr 20, 2005
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DXM and one bad night
This is my account of a horribe night and then some on DXM.
three of my friends had come over to my house to stay the night. Ill call them "M", "J" and "T".We started off by each of use drinking a whole bottle of Robitussin DM( I'm not if this is a lot or a little). I thought it would be much harder to chug the whole bottle then what it actually was. Anyway, we then just chilled and watched some T.V. in my basement. After some time passed, im not sure how much, my friend "M" asked to use the bathroom. So i took him upstairs to the bathroom where I could hear him throwing up from outside the door. When he was done we went back downstairs to find that "T" was missing. We found him rolling up a few joints in another room downstairs along with "J". "J" was arguing with him about how long he was taking to roll them up, and that he could do a much better job. (At this time I noticed that I started to feel like i was drunk, and moving around became more challenging)
This is when shit started to go bad. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and hear my moms voice say "What are you guys doing"? At this point I was hoping that I was just imagining this, but upon turning around I saw that she was actually there. Everything turned into slow motion as i answered back that we were just hanging out. She then walked past me into the doorway where "T" was rolling the joints."T" tried to hide what it was but was way to fucking slow as my mom walked over and said" This is not good guys". A this point I wanted to scream FUCK but decided that it would not help the situation. My mom threw all of our weed away, and i swear it looked like "T" was goiong to cry. The she made all of my friends go home.
I walked up to my room , which seemed to take half and hour, and just laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. My mom came in and said something about talking to me tomorrow about what just happened. I went to sleep and woke up around 6 A.M. and noticed that my bed was floating around my room. I sat up and saw that i was actually not in my room but actually in outer space surround by stars. So I floated around space in my bed for while when suddenly I was back in my room. I looked around some more and saw my sisters tiny little dog staring at me. I told it to get the fuck out of here and it replied ,"Why". I explained to my sisters dog that I was tired and wanted to go to bed. It said that it liked my room and wanted to stay. So i got up and chased it around my room for what seemed hours. I finally cornered it in my bathroom, dove and caught it. When I lifted it up however i realized that i was holding one of my socks. So i got up and walked back to bed. I looked at the clock and it was 6:05.
I woke up around noon and took a shower. I noticed that i had very bad depth perception as I tried to turn the knobs to the shower. I went out into the kitchen and had a unpleasant talk with my mom. She informed me that it was my fathers weekend and that I needed to see him. So I drove my sister and I up to my fathers house about 45 minutes away. About 2 hours later I arrived at my dads house where we talked about what happened. He wasnt near as mad as my mom was about the whole situation. Anyway to make a long story short I could feel the effects until i woke up the following morning.( I dont know if it usuallly lasts that long, but next time ill be sure to take less)
This is my account of a horribe night and then some on DXM.
three of my friends had come over to my house to stay the night. Ill call them "M", "J" and "T".We started off by each of use drinking a whole bottle of Robitussin DM( I'm not if this is a lot or a little). I thought it would be much harder to chug the whole bottle then what it actually was. Anyway, we then just chilled and watched some T.V. in my basement. After some time passed, im not sure how much, my friend "M" asked to use the bathroom. So i took him upstairs to the bathroom where I could hear him throwing up from outside the door. When he was done we went back downstairs to find that "T" was missing. We found him rolling up a few joints in another room downstairs along with "J". "J" was arguing with him about how long he was taking to roll them up, and that he could do a much better job. (At this time I noticed that I started to feel like i was drunk, and moving around became more challenging)
This is when shit started to go bad. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and hear my moms voice say "What are you guys doing"? At this point I was hoping that I was just imagining this, but upon turning around I saw that she was actually there. Everything turned into slow motion as i answered back that we were just hanging out. She then walked past me into the doorway where "T" was rolling the joints."T" tried to hide what it was but was way to fucking slow as my mom walked over and said" This is not good guys". A this point I wanted to scream FUCK but decided that it would not help the situation. My mom threw all of our weed away, and i swear it looked like "T" was goiong to cry. The she made all of my friends go home.
I walked up to my room , which seemed to take half and hour, and just laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. My mom came in and said something about talking to me tomorrow about what just happened. I went to sleep and woke up around 6 A.M. and noticed that my bed was floating around my room. I sat up and saw that i was actually not in my room but actually in outer space surround by stars. So I floated around space in my bed for while when suddenly I was back in my room. I looked around some more and saw my sisters tiny little dog staring at me. I told it to get the fuck out of here and it replied ,"Why". I explained to my sisters dog that I was tired and wanted to go to bed. It said that it liked my room and wanted to stay. So i got up and chased it around my room for what seemed hours. I finally cornered it in my bathroom, dove and caught it. When I lifted it up however i realized that i was holding one of my socks. So i got up and walked back to bed. I looked at the clock and it was 6:05.
I woke up around noon and took a shower. I noticed that i had very bad depth perception as I tried to turn the knobs to the shower. I went out into the kitchen and had a unpleasant talk with my mom. She informed me that it was my fathers weekend and that I needed to see him. So I drove my sister and I up to my fathers house about 45 minutes away. About 2 hours later I arrived at my dads house where we talked about what happened. He wasnt near as mad as my mom was about the whole situation. Anyway to make a long story short I could feel the effects until i woke up the following morning.( I dont know if it usuallly lasts that long, but next time ill be sure to take less)
