So it was my first time tripping and what an experience it was. My background is I'm 19 and have smoked weed, rolled on X, had some very relaxing times on Hydros and as a college student of course lots of drinking.
The night started with me getting out of lacrosse practice and extremely looking forward to the night. I showered up and headed down to my friends room where we divided up the shrooms to eat. There were 5 people. My friend that I roll with, a fellow lacrosse player, a girl that i'd been friends with from last year and a guy that i had just met this semester. So after we ingested the shrooms we hung out to let them take effect. After only 15 to 20 minutes i was feeling a buzz. I didn't know what to expect but this seemed alright as of now. My friend that I roll with kept looking at me and saying i think its hitting me while the others just kind of sat around not saying much. Personally i didn't want to say anything and sound dumb but then something happened that made me very aware that i was tripping. As i lay there watching Scrubs, all of the faces on the TV began to morph and look very odd. As if i were in a fun house with mirrors. I asked everyone if they saw it and they said no so I knew something was up. A little while passed maybe an hour had gone by since we had started and i was beginning to lose sense of time. I was laughing at everyones reactions to how they were feeling. Having an hour gone by we decided to eat some more and be done with it for the night. We did so and just began to relax. I really enjoyed hanging with everyone and talking to them. My friend that rolls decided things were getting too intense so he went back to his room to chill out. As things went on everyone kind of dispersed and we did our own things. I began going to each of my friends rooms and discovering that each room had it's own feeling and atmosphere. I talked to the other lax player who said he was feeling more high than anything and was disappointed and decided i was tripping and he wasn't. At this point i had no idea where the girl and other guy went so i decided to go trip with my rolling friend in his room. When i got there we kind of just hung out and tried to describe what was happening. Simply put...we couldn't. The most we managed was to agree that colors were blending into everything and that we were feeling great. The girl and other guy then found us in the room and we had a big discussion of how we were feeling. The girl wanted to go back to her room to hangout so we all went and this is where the trip peaked. We got into this room and turned the lights off with some string flamingo lights lighting the room. We immediatley felt this room had a great vibe and decided to call it our world. We came up with this idea that this room was our world and that to go outside of this world would be to venture out into something that could be dangerous or fun. This world was our own. We discussed many things about life and came to agree on a lot of things. For what I could not say it seemed someone else could put into words for me. At one point i went up to get my friend who was sober and walked into her room. Without warning i was in a room with three girls and one of the girls mothers. The site of the mother freaked me out and i asked the one girl to come with me so i could talk to her. We went to my room and i pulled out my keys to open the door. To my horror the keys that i pulled out were not my own and they seemed to pour out of my hand. The girl caught them and opened the door for me. This had to have been the trippiest part of my night. The four keys i had just seemed to pour right out of my hand and this kind of freaked me out. I began to explain to her all that was happening but finding it hard to exactly finish my thoughts. She wanted to go back to her room to talk to her friends and i didnt want to talk to them so when i heard her shut her door i somehow managed to lock mine and bolted back to our world. Just reentering our world was like fitting into a puzzle. As odd as that sounds things felt right again. So i chilled there until she found me and hung with us for a bit. Everything we must have said to her must have sounded ridiculous but it sounded perfect to us. While i had been gone one kid began to write what he called the "Room-World Theory" This being the room that we were in was its own world. Everything that made sense to us that night was on that paper to be read the next morning. We had no perception of time what so ever and as time went on each individual person came down from their trip. I decided to head back to my room and hopefully sleep it off. Instead however this became the worst part of the night. Everything during my high that i remembered now at this point seemed moronic. I lay on my futon thinking about what happened and all of a sudden paranoia sets in. Everyone is coming back from their parties at frats and all. For some reason i can't help but think everyone knows i just tripped and they are talking about it. I just started freaking out being so paranoid. I just wanted my trip to stop. At this point i wasn't even seeing things anymore, thank god, but i was just freaked out. I lay in bed sobering up and at around 2:30am i decide to write this.
Now that was my first experience and some stuff was left out because i just forgot to add it in and am too lazy to do it now
All in all the keys things that seemed interesting about this all was that I felt high most the time. Against a lot of trips reports that i have read my hallucinations were quite mild. The most i saw was distorted faces and colors blending. Now the key things was fucked up but that was the only thing that really tripped me out. I'm not sure if i was eat shrooms again the experience was deff a great one. I enjoyed it while it was happening minus the freak out end but it was great just being with everyone and having our own "world". Fun time.
The night started with me getting out of lacrosse practice and extremely looking forward to the night. I showered up and headed down to my friends room where we divided up the shrooms to eat. There were 5 people. My friend that I roll with, a fellow lacrosse player, a girl that i'd been friends with from last year and a guy that i had just met this semester. So after we ingested the shrooms we hung out to let them take effect. After only 15 to 20 minutes i was feeling a buzz. I didn't know what to expect but this seemed alright as of now. My friend that I roll with kept looking at me and saying i think its hitting me while the others just kind of sat around not saying much. Personally i didn't want to say anything and sound dumb but then something happened that made me very aware that i was tripping. As i lay there watching Scrubs, all of the faces on the TV began to morph and look very odd. As if i were in a fun house with mirrors. I asked everyone if they saw it and they said no so I knew something was up. A little while passed maybe an hour had gone by since we had started and i was beginning to lose sense of time. I was laughing at everyones reactions to how they were feeling. Having an hour gone by we decided to eat some more and be done with it for the night. We did so and just began to relax. I really enjoyed hanging with everyone and talking to them. My friend that rolls decided things were getting too intense so he went back to his room to chill out. As things went on everyone kind of dispersed and we did our own things. I began going to each of my friends rooms and discovering that each room had it's own feeling and atmosphere. I talked to the other lax player who said he was feeling more high than anything and was disappointed and decided i was tripping and he wasn't. At this point i had no idea where the girl and other guy went so i decided to go trip with my rolling friend in his room. When i got there we kind of just hung out and tried to describe what was happening. Simply put...we couldn't. The most we managed was to agree that colors were blending into everything and that we were feeling great. The girl and other guy then found us in the room and we had a big discussion of how we were feeling. The girl wanted to go back to her room to hangout so we all went and this is where the trip peaked. We got into this room and turned the lights off with some string flamingo lights lighting the room. We immediatley felt this room had a great vibe and decided to call it our world. We came up with this idea that this room was our world and that to go outside of this world would be to venture out into something that could be dangerous or fun. This world was our own. We discussed many things about life and came to agree on a lot of things. For what I could not say it seemed someone else could put into words for me. At one point i went up to get my friend who was sober and walked into her room. Without warning i was in a room with three girls and one of the girls mothers. The site of the mother freaked me out and i asked the one girl to come with me so i could talk to her. We went to my room and i pulled out my keys to open the door. To my horror the keys that i pulled out were not my own and they seemed to pour out of my hand. The girl caught them and opened the door for me. This had to have been the trippiest part of my night. The four keys i had just seemed to pour right out of my hand and this kind of freaked me out. I began to explain to her all that was happening but finding it hard to exactly finish my thoughts. She wanted to go back to her room to talk to her friends and i didnt want to talk to them so when i heard her shut her door i somehow managed to lock mine and bolted back to our world. Just reentering our world was like fitting into a puzzle. As odd as that sounds things felt right again. So i chilled there until she found me and hung with us for a bit. Everything we must have said to her must have sounded ridiculous but it sounded perfect to us. While i had been gone one kid began to write what he called the "Room-World Theory" This being the room that we were in was its own world. Everything that made sense to us that night was on that paper to be read the next morning. We had no perception of time what so ever and as time went on each individual person came down from their trip. I decided to head back to my room and hopefully sleep it off. Instead however this became the worst part of the night. Everything during my high that i remembered now at this point seemed moronic. I lay on my futon thinking about what happened and all of a sudden paranoia sets in. Everyone is coming back from their parties at frats and all. For some reason i can't help but think everyone knows i just tripped and they are talking about it. I just started freaking out being so paranoid. I just wanted my trip to stop. At this point i wasn't even seeing things anymore, thank god, but i was just freaked out. I lay in bed sobering up and at around 2:30am i decide to write this.
Now that was my first experience and some stuff was left out because i just forgot to add it in and am too lazy to do it now
All in all the keys things that seemed interesting about this all was that I felt high most the time. Against a lot of trips reports that i have read my hallucinations were quite mild. The most i saw was distorted faces and colors blending. Now the key things was fucked up but that was the only thing that really tripped me out. I'm not sure if i was eat shrooms again the experience was deff a great one. I enjoyed it while it was happening minus the freak out end but it was great just being with everyone and having our own "world". Fun time.
