nowonmai
Bluelighter
First time smoking H (accidental)
Location - Sydney
Date - 2001
My friends and I ended up in a club after drinking for most of the evening. I was VERY drunk, so when I was offered some whizz, I gladly accepted. This atraightened me right out, and I started to enjoy myself.
About an hour later, I met a mate of mine in the loo, and he gave me a couple of grams of weed which he'd borrowed off me before. I started to get the urge to have a smoke, and since I live right nearby, I nipped back to the house to get a pipe (I don't somke joints because I've recently quit cigarettes and am afraid of getting nicotine in my system). Back at the house, I had a few bowls which got me nicely stoned, and it being a nice night, I decided to go for a walk.
I ended up walking down this slightly dodgy area which is well known for being a junkie hangout. While down here, I met a few people, all pretty friendly, but a bit feral all the same. One of these was an english guy who obviously lived on the street (he had all his possessions with him) and I ended up sitting talking to him for a while.
After a bit, I built another pipe, and offered him a smoke.. we shared a couple of bowls, and stayed talking crap for at least another half-hour.
He then took the pipe and started to build another which he passed to me first. I took a big hit, and within 5 seconds, could feel a different tingle than I usually get from grass.. my first thought was 'shit.. nicotine'. I was so disappointed since I'd been so good up to that point.
Another 10 seconds, and I was in no doubt that nicotine was the leat of my worries. I'd smoked opium before, but that was like a paracetamol by comparison. I felt completely relaxed, but panicking inside. It took about 5 minutes for me to motivate myself to get up and get moving.
When I got back to my house (about 1/2 hour later, but it's only a few hundred meters) I couldn't get the key in the door, so I knocked until one of my mates opened the door.
When she did, I must have looked like shit, because she said 'What the fuck have you been up to?' I told her that I'd had some smack and was VERY freaked about it and she started laughing her head off. After a bit I started to relax and enjoy it and soon I could hardly talk.. just mumble a bit.
Soon enough, a few more of my mates showed up, and all had a good laugh at my expense. Meanwile, all I could do is sit there and just smile a bit. By now, I was very warm and fuzzy all over, and didn't have a care in the world. I do remember feeling that this was stronger than any other drug I've ever done (E, speed, meth, DXM, acid, mushies, coke), and I could also see what the fuss is all about. Concentrated "couldn't give a fuck" is a VERY attractive drug.
After about another hour and a half, I started to feel quite tired, and went for a lie down to try and sleep, but half an ohur later, I'm still awake, so I drop a little valium. 15 minutes later, I'm out.
I woke after about 12 hours sleep, feeling fine, so there's no nasty tail on it, anyhow.
Having experienced it, I'm less afraid of it than I was (hence my panic) but I'd still be aprehensive about trying it again. It is VERY nice...
Location - Sydney
Date - 2001
My friends and I ended up in a club after drinking for most of the evening. I was VERY drunk, so when I was offered some whizz, I gladly accepted. This atraightened me right out, and I started to enjoy myself.
About an hour later, I met a mate of mine in the loo, and he gave me a couple of grams of weed which he'd borrowed off me before. I started to get the urge to have a smoke, and since I live right nearby, I nipped back to the house to get a pipe (I don't somke joints because I've recently quit cigarettes and am afraid of getting nicotine in my system). Back at the house, I had a few bowls which got me nicely stoned, and it being a nice night, I decided to go for a walk.
I ended up walking down this slightly dodgy area which is well known for being a junkie hangout. While down here, I met a few people, all pretty friendly, but a bit feral all the same. One of these was an english guy who obviously lived on the street (he had all his possessions with him) and I ended up sitting talking to him for a while.
After a bit, I built another pipe, and offered him a smoke.. we shared a couple of bowls, and stayed talking crap for at least another half-hour.
He then took the pipe and started to build another which he passed to me first. I took a big hit, and within 5 seconds, could feel a different tingle than I usually get from grass.. my first thought was 'shit.. nicotine'. I was so disappointed since I'd been so good up to that point.
Another 10 seconds, and I was in no doubt that nicotine was the leat of my worries. I'd smoked opium before, but that was like a paracetamol by comparison. I felt completely relaxed, but panicking inside. It took about 5 minutes for me to motivate myself to get up and get moving.
When I got back to my house (about 1/2 hour later, but it's only a few hundred meters) I couldn't get the key in the door, so I knocked until one of my mates opened the door.
When she did, I must have looked like shit, because she said 'What the fuck have you been up to?' I told her that I'd had some smack and was VERY freaked about it and she started laughing her head off. After a bit I started to relax and enjoy it and soon I could hardly talk.. just mumble a bit.
Soon enough, a few more of my mates showed up, and all had a good laugh at my expense. Meanwile, all I could do is sit there and just smile a bit. By now, I was very warm and fuzzy all over, and didn't have a care in the world. I do remember feeling that this was stronger than any other drug I've ever done (E, speed, meth, DXM, acid, mushies, coke), and I could also see what the fuss is all about. Concentrated "couldn't give a fuck" is a VERY attractive drug.
After about another hour and a half, I started to feel quite tired, and went for a lie down to try and sleep, but half an ohur later, I'm still awake, so I drop a little valium. 15 minutes later, I'm out.
I woke after about 12 hours sleep, feeling fine, so there's no nasty tail on it, anyhow.
Having experienced it, I'm less afraid of it than I was (hence my panic) but I'd still be aprehensive about trying it again. It is VERY nice...
