In conclusion... This ended up being quite the experience...
I arrived at the hospital around 11, and between then and 12 I was moved to the MRI room. I was administered a drug test, then my vitals were taken. Finally I entered the MRI, which to put it to you bluntly, might as well be a freaking coffin, as it's very cramped. They took my baseline scan, which took around 45 minutes or so. After this I was removed from the MRI machine, and given my pill. Around t+15 minutes I could feel my hands start to get a bit clammy, which typically happens to me. These were no placebo's, after being back in the tube for about 15 more minutes, I started peaking... hard, like jaw smashing, both eyes jiggling seperately hard. The pills they gave us were VERY potent. To the point where my legs were involuntarily shaking and screwing up my tests. I guess I was in the tube for about 2 hours, but the time distortion was crazy, so i don't really remember being in there that long. They kept telling me to breath normal (as I was taking deep deep breaths) when i thought they were saying to breathe deeper. I guess this may have made my scan somewhat difficult to read. When i exited the tube, everyone thought i wasn't doing too hot as my eyes crossed (i had surgery on them when i was a kid to uncross them, but sometimes when i peak to hard, the left one turns inward again). They tried to show that calm collected look, but i could definatly sence their worry. So after I calmed them down about the eye thing, I walked back to the ward where I'd be staying. After a brief tour I was stuck in Jarhead's position... what to do. I tried listening to my music, but would get distracted by, lets see... anything. Essentially i ended up staying there for around 8 hours, because my fucking heart beats too fast (very sensitive to stimulants). But all in all, it was worth my time, as I ended up with free MDMA (from the fucking government) and got paid quite handsomely with a grand total of 225 dollars. Would i do it again? definatly