Aratsu
Bluelighter
The weekend started off pretty badly; Friday night I ate an 8th of shrooms, and had a so-so time. First part was good, great visuals, body buzz, etc, but then nausea came, and then paranoia. Bad trip. Pretty nondescript.
Forward to Saturday:
Woke up saying to myself `I am not going to do anything tonight except for sit around laughing at all of the drunk people and maybe play some video games.' Before my little expedition on Friday night, I met this guy (who I will refer to as J). We have alot in common; We both do alot of computer troubleshooting, play the same video games, know alot of the same people, and have a general party attitude. We talked for a while on Friday about random stuff, and delved a bit into random party stuff (Alcohol, drugs, etc). We exchange numbers and go our seperate ways.
At about 6:30pm on Saturday, I was downstairs in front of my dorm complex to smoke a cigarette, and there sat J and a friend of his. We talked about our night, told him about my bad shroom trip, and then we continued talking about random drug information for about 3 hours (I religiously read Erowid and other resources for fun). Turns out that he just started experimenting with stuff, being "straightedge" for most of his life.
Anywho, we talk about what was going on that night, and decided to go pick up some green. We drive over to this guy's house, and on the way he gets a call. One of his other friends was wondering if he wanted to roll. Being his first time, he didn't want to do it alone, and since I haven't ever done it before, he asked if I wanted to join him.
I was nervous at first, just met this guy, don't know his friends, so I don't know if it is a reliable source, but I have been wanting to try it for a long time now (Its not very common where I come from, so this was almost a once-in a lifetime experience for me).
We arrive at the place, smoke a bit with his friend, and drive away with an 8th of some very sweet herb. We arrive back at our dorm complex, and meet with his friends.
He heads to the other room, stays there for a few minutes talking with the guys who have the rolls, and comes back with two small red pills with a Heart on it (Later I found out that the roll was called a `Cupid').
We wait around for about an hour and a half for another guy who was going to drop with us, and finally dosed at about 12.
Within 30 minutes, I was feeling a buzz similar to taking an amphetamine. `Wee, I think I'm feeling it', I said with an uneasy smile on my face. My stomach was a bit knotted up and I was a bit tense, so everyone decided to go across the hall to someone else's room, where we all got a few backrubs. My body wasn't perceptibly more sensitive, but the backrub felt amazing. I instantly began to relax and enjoy everything, and started to get very talkative. And hot.
Thats when we decided to run downstairs into the cool night air and smoke a cigarette. I left my pack upstairs, and asked a random person if I could bum one off of them. Uck. A menthol. I frowned but wasn't going to be picky, so I lit it up, and to my surprise, it tasted good. Not just good, but amazing.
We smoked another and decided to go back up to my room and listen to some music. As soon as I got in there, I felt my stomach starting to knot up again, but this time it wasn't really a knot, it was like a strange warm sensation that started at my stomach and quickly moved throughout my body. I sat down and made a playlist, and looked over at my friends, who were moving around and talking alot, and all had grins on their faces. I asked them what they felt, and they walked over to me and said `Just get up and move'.
I nodded, and stood up. As soon as I got to a complete standing position I was hit with the most intense wave of feeling I have ever had. It was as if someone had just turned on the happy faucet and broke the handle. After this, the night was a blur of going around the complex to random rooms, chatting about everything, dancing to whatever kind of music we could find, having fun with textured objects, etc.
I recalled a comment my friend A made a few days earlier: `After the first hour, you'll know exactly why it is called Ecstasy'. How true.
At about 5, we were walking to a park down the street when all of the sudden, boom. I didn't feel that huge wave of energy and euphoria anymore. I asked them what was going on (I had an idea, having done quite a number of substances prior to this), and they told me that we were coming down.
The comedown wasn't bad, just began to feel tired and drained. We made our way back to the dorms, split ways, and ended up just completely crashing.
I woke up a couple hours later, tried to eat something, couldn't, so I slunk back to my room and fell asleep until about 7:00 that night. I woke up refreshed, but still tired.
I called J after I woke up and he was speaking a mile a minute about how amazing it was, and how much he loved it, etc.
I agree. It was amazing.
Forward to Saturday:
Woke up saying to myself `I am not going to do anything tonight except for sit around laughing at all of the drunk people and maybe play some video games.' Before my little expedition on Friday night, I met this guy (who I will refer to as J). We have alot in common; We both do alot of computer troubleshooting, play the same video games, know alot of the same people, and have a general party attitude. We talked for a while on Friday about random stuff, and delved a bit into random party stuff (Alcohol, drugs, etc). We exchange numbers and go our seperate ways.
At about 6:30pm on Saturday, I was downstairs in front of my dorm complex to smoke a cigarette, and there sat J and a friend of his. We talked about our night, told him about my bad shroom trip, and then we continued talking about random drug information for about 3 hours (I religiously read Erowid and other resources for fun). Turns out that he just started experimenting with stuff, being "straightedge" for most of his life.
Anywho, we talk about what was going on that night, and decided to go pick up some green. We drive over to this guy's house, and on the way he gets a call. One of his other friends was wondering if he wanted to roll. Being his first time, he didn't want to do it alone, and since I haven't ever done it before, he asked if I wanted to join him.
I was nervous at first, just met this guy, don't know his friends, so I don't know if it is a reliable source, but I have been wanting to try it for a long time now (Its not very common where I come from, so this was almost a once-in a lifetime experience for me).
We arrive at the place, smoke a bit with his friend, and drive away with an 8th of some very sweet herb. We arrive back at our dorm complex, and meet with his friends.
He heads to the other room, stays there for a few minutes talking with the guys who have the rolls, and comes back with two small red pills with a Heart on it (Later I found out that the roll was called a `Cupid').
We wait around for about an hour and a half for another guy who was going to drop with us, and finally dosed at about 12.
Within 30 minutes, I was feeling a buzz similar to taking an amphetamine. `Wee, I think I'm feeling it', I said with an uneasy smile on my face. My stomach was a bit knotted up and I was a bit tense, so everyone decided to go across the hall to someone else's room, where we all got a few backrubs. My body wasn't perceptibly more sensitive, but the backrub felt amazing. I instantly began to relax and enjoy everything, and started to get very talkative. And hot.
Thats when we decided to run downstairs into the cool night air and smoke a cigarette. I left my pack upstairs, and asked a random person if I could bum one off of them. Uck. A menthol. I frowned but wasn't going to be picky, so I lit it up, and to my surprise, it tasted good. Not just good, but amazing.
We smoked another and decided to go back up to my room and listen to some music. As soon as I got in there, I felt my stomach starting to knot up again, but this time it wasn't really a knot, it was like a strange warm sensation that started at my stomach and quickly moved throughout my body. I sat down and made a playlist, and looked over at my friends, who were moving around and talking alot, and all had grins on their faces. I asked them what they felt, and they walked over to me and said `Just get up and move'.
I nodded, and stood up. As soon as I got to a complete standing position I was hit with the most intense wave of feeling I have ever had. It was as if someone had just turned on the happy faucet and broke the handle. After this, the night was a blur of going around the complex to random rooms, chatting about everything, dancing to whatever kind of music we could find, having fun with textured objects, etc.
I recalled a comment my friend A made a few days earlier: `After the first hour, you'll know exactly why it is called Ecstasy'. How true.
At about 5, we were walking to a park down the street when all of the sudden, boom. I didn't feel that huge wave of energy and euphoria anymore. I asked them what was going on (I had an idea, having done quite a number of substances prior to this), and they told me that we were coming down.
The comedown wasn't bad, just began to feel tired and drained. We made our way back to the dorms, split ways, and ended up just completely crashing.
I woke up a couple hours later, tried to eat something, couldn't, so I slunk back to my room and fell asleep until about 7:00 that night. I woke up refreshed, but still tired.
I called J after I woke up and he was speaking a mile a minute about how amazing it was, and how much he loved it, etc.
I agree. It was amazing.
