GlitterPrincess4PLUR
Bluelighter
Acid and Ecstacy - 1st time candyflipping - First time camping (this is long, sorry)
I had tried MANY times to trip on acid, but it never happened. The people around me, who took the same thing as me, were tripping balls, but not me. After about 10 times, I decided to give up - I just can't trip.
I had also rolled many times, with lots of success. After being afraid of x for a long time, I finally did it and loved it. It never occurred to me that if I mix Acid and Ecstacy, it could be great!
It was my friend C's birthday and he wanted to go camping, which wasn't my style. I hate the outdoors, I hate bugs, I am not sleeping on the ground, and there is no way I'm going to pee by a tree.
After much discussion, my boyfriend, J, talked me into going camping. I was going to roll, but almost everyone else was going to trip. There were about 20 people all together.
Since this camping party was our idea, J and I got to the site first, around 5pm, with C and his girlfriend, K, and her friend M. We decided to smoke a joint and set up camp. My boyfriend and C went to get wood, while myself, M and K, attempted to set up tents. (None of us had ever done this before, but we're fairly smart.)
Anyway, we finally did it and around 6, everyone else started getting there. J decided we'd better get shit set up and make a fire. It had rained earlier in the day and the wood was wet, so it wouldn't light. I was getting pissed off, deciding camping sucked balls! J went through my car to find something flamable to start the fire with. (He finally found nail polish remover - the kind in the tub with the sponge.)
He got the fire lit a little, but it wouldn't burn, so he dumped the nail polish remover into the fire, which caused a really big flame. This caught the vapors from the nail polish remover on fire and when J tried to blow it out, it went back in his face, catching his goatee on fire. (It was really funny!) We smoked another joint and got the rest of our stuff situated.
After that escapde, we decided everyone who was doing drugs should drop at that time. So, around 7:30, everyone took whatever they were taking. Me, C, K, and J were rolling and the others were tripping. About half an hour after we initially dropped the rolls, J decided that since he had been the hookup for the acid, he wanted to do that too, so he decided to take 2 hits of liquid acid himself. Since it was c's birthday, so did he. K and I couldn't have our boyfriends having more fun than us, so we took two hits too. This brough C and K's totals to one roll and 2 hits of liquid acid each and mine and J's totals to 2 rolls, 2 hits of acid each.
From experience, I knew that it would take about half an hour for the x to kick in. When J dropped the acid on my tongue, I instantly felt tingly all over, For about 5 minutes I tried to convince them I was not tripping,since I could never trip before, and it was just the x kicking in, but that was soon not the case.
I had to pee really bad, so I went over by some trees away from everyone else and took down my shorts and bathing suit, and tried. I have never peed anywhere but on a toilet. I sat there for what seemed like forever and still could not pee. So, I began to have a conversation with my flashlight and it was talking back. After me being gone 10 minutes, J came to find me and had to tell the entire campsite about my conversation with the falshlight. (I felt like a retard.)
More people started showing up (it's about 8:30 pm)and some of them were rolling for their first time. Being experienced rollers, J and I wanted them to have a good time. He sent me to the tent, which was about 100 feet from the camfire where everyone was just chilling. I was supposed to get some glow sticks and some Vic's inhalers. It should have taken about 5 minutes to get there, get the stuff, and get back.
By the time I got to the tent, I completely forgot what I came for, but didn't want to look like an idiot, so I went through all of our stuff. I found Cds, clothes, towels, everything but what I wanted. I sat in the tent for about 10 minutes going through mine and J's bags, just looking at stuff. Everything looked really cool. The sleeping bags had designs on the inside of them, which popped out at me and had me laughing for ever! So, J sent K over to find me. She got confused and went to her tent and started freaking out. She kept hearing people talking when there was nothing being said, so she and C went to their tent for a while.
Eventually, someone came to my rescue, I got the stuff, and went back to the group. J did light shows while I did sea breezes. At this time, the x was more in effect than the acid.
Then, I remembered I had sparklers in my trunk from last July 4th and that would be really cool. (Great idea, btw.) There were 12 boxes in the trunk and after we used one box and gave other people some, we decided to throw the other five or six boxes in the fire. That was the stupidest thing ever! It looked really cool, but it was really loud, which scared me! We smoked another joint and listened to some cool rave music.
About an hour passed with nothing too exciting happening, and then some more people showed up. It was my best friends E and A and As boyfriend L. They all decided they would trip and each took two hits. It was probably about 10 pm at this time. E got the bright idea to swing from this rope already on a tree into the river beside the site. (They have all done this before.) So, being in the completely trashed state I was in, I agreed to do it. E went first and looked like she was having fun. So, I climb a tree, which I had never done, and grabbed the rope. As I'm standing there, I realize that it's May and the river is probably cold, not to mention the fact that I'm on drugs and probably can't swim, but E stayed in the water and she's a lifeguard, so I felt safe. I grabbed the rope, swung out, and dropped into the river. While I was underwater, I opened my eyes and that was really cool. I came up and everyone was cheering. I had been standing on top of the tree for 15 minutes before I would jump. It was fun, so we did it again, and again, and again, until I was so cold I couldn't feel my face anymore. (It's about 11:30 pm by now.) While E and I are doing this, J decided his buzz is gone and takes 2 more hits of acid and 2 more rolls.
We climbed out of the river, and I went to the tent, alone again, to change in to dry clothes. I had my bathing suit on under my clothes, but for some reason, left all my clothes, shoes, and socks on. I got to the tent okay, but I couldn't unzip the door to get out. SO, I started freaking out! C and K's tent was next to mine, so they came over to help and couldn't get it either. I was convinced I'd be trapped in there forever, but they finally opened the door.
We were all pretty bored so we decided to go to the playground in the front of the campground. About 8 of us walked up there. Me and K were swinging and E and M were playing on the see-saws. C, J, A, and L were just chilling in the grass, smoking a joint. The next thing I know, M is flying through the air - E had bounced her off the see-saw. I heard thud, and saw her lying on the ground. We went back to the site and I looked at her hand, which was obviously broken. No one would listen to me because they said anyone who talks to flashlights knows nothing about anatomy. And M said it didn't hurt too bad, so we smoked 2 more joints and sat around the fire some more. (M went to the doctor the next day and her hand was broken.)
I wasn't rolling anymore and things only looked trippy occasionally, so I told J I was going to bed. He was still candyflipping, so I went alone, again. I took off my shorts and got into the sleeping bag. When I tried to fall asleep, it was like to entire day was a continuous-loop movie, playing over and over in my head. I could hear people talking in my head, and the same people talking, but saying different stuff outside. So much was going on in my mind that I felt nauseous. Once again, I could not unzip the tent doors, and I knew I was going to be sick. I was freaking out because I couldn't puke in the tent on all our stuff and didn't want anyone to know I was getting sick because I hate when people can hear me throw up. Finally, I got outside and was sick for about half an hour. That sucked! I only have on a t-shirt and most of everyone that was still there was guys, so they all saw more than I wanted them to. (After I realized this, I got dressed again.)
Since I couldn't go to sleep, I decided to get high. Me, C, K, M, E, L, and A smoked 3 more joints and talked about previous drug experiences. A and L have never rolled before and had no idea what a sea breeze is, so I asked E to do one for me and show them, which kicked my roll back in. J had passed out by this time, occasionally he'd talk about a story, but it made no sense, so we left him alone.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. I started cleaning up the site around 6 am, still having not been to sleep. J was passed out by the fire still, C, K, and M were sleeping in their tent, and everyone else had just left. By this time, I was getting pissed at J for not waking up to help me. I was tired, cold, and still had to pee. I have no idea how my body didn't overhydrate because I drank 8 bottles of water throughout the night. I couldn't take it anymore, so I went behind the tent and finaly peed! (I learned to pee in the woods - a major break through for me.)
After I got everything cleaned up, the fire put out, the car packed, and was ready to go, J woke up. I told him since he did sleep a little, he should drive the 45 minutes home. But, he clearly was still messed up, so I drove. As soon as I pulled out of the campground, I began tripping all over again. It was 7 am and people were going to work, but they had their headlights on, which created very cool visuals for me. then, I passed 2 cops, sitting in an emergency exit driveway thing and freaked out. I got off the highway, went to a gas station, grabbed some coffee, used indoor plumbing and was fine.
This was the first, but not last time I candyflipped or camped, but it was by far the most memorable!
I had tried MANY times to trip on acid, but it never happened. The people around me, who took the same thing as me, were tripping balls, but not me. After about 10 times, I decided to give up - I just can't trip.
I had also rolled many times, with lots of success. After being afraid of x for a long time, I finally did it and loved it. It never occurred to me that if I mix Acid and Ecstacy, it could be great!
It was my friend C's birthday and he wanted to go camping, which wasn't my style. I hate the outdoors, I hate bugs, I am not sleeping on the ground, and there is no way I'm going to pee by a tree.
After much discussion, my boyfriend, J, talked me into going camping. I was going to roll, but almost everyone else was going to trip. There were about 20 people all together.
Since this camping party was our idea, J and I got to the site first, around 5pm, with C and his girlfriend, K, and her friend M. We decided to smoke a joint and set up camp. My boyfriend and C went to get wood, while myself, M and K, attempted to set up tents. (None of us had ever done this before, but we're fairly smart.)
Anyway, we finally did it and around 6, everyone else started getting there. J decided we'd better get shit set up and make a fire. It had rained earlier in the day and the wood was wet, so it wouldn't light. I was getting pissed off, deciding camping sucked balls! J went through my car to find something flamable to start the fire with. (He finally found nail polish remover - the kind in the tub with the sponge.)
He got the fire lit a little, but it wouldn't burn, so he dumped the nail polish remover into the fire, which caused a really big flame. This caught the vapors from the nail polish remover on fire and when J tried to blow it out, it went back in his face, catching his goatee on fire. (It was really funny!) We smoked another joint and got the rest of our stuff situated.
After that escapde, we decided everyone who was doing drugs should drop at that time. So, around 7:30, everyone took whatever they were taking. Me, C, K, and J were rolling and the others were tripping. About half an hour after we initially dropped the rolls, J decided that since he had been the hookup for the acid, he wanted to do that too, so he decided to take 2 hits of liquid acid himself. Since it was c's birthday, so did he. K and I couldn't have our boyfriends having more fun than us, so we took two hits too. This brough C and K's totals to one roll and 2 hits of liquid acid each and mine and J's totals to 2 rolls, 2 hits of acid each.
From experience, I knew that it would take about half an hour for the x to kick in. When J dropped the acid on my tongue, I instantly felt tingly all over, For about 5 minutes I tried to convince them I was not tripping,since I could never trip before, and it was just the x kicking in, but that was soon not the case.
I had to pee really bad, so I went over by some trees away from everyone else and took down my shorts and bathing suit, and tried. I have never peed anywhere but on a toilet. I sat there for what seemed like forever and still could not pee. So, I began to have a conversation with my flashlight and it was talking back. After me being gone 10 minutes, J came to find me and had to tell the entire campsite about my conversation with the falshlight. (I felt like a retard.)
More people started showing up (it's about 8:30 pm)and some of them were rolling for their first time. Being experienced rollers, J and I wanted them to have a good time. He sent me to the tent, which was about 100 feet from the camfire where everyone was just chilling. I was supposed to get some glow sticks and some Vic's inhalers. It should have taken about 5 minutes to get there, get the stuff, and get back.
By the time I got to the tent, I completely forgot what I came for, but didn't want to look like an idiot, so I went through all of our stuff. I found Cds, clothes, towels, everything but what I wanted. I sat in the tent for about 10 minutes going through mine and J's bags, just looking at stuff. Everything looked really cool. The sleeping bags had designs on the inside of them, which popped out at me and had me laughing for ever! So, J sent K over to find me. She got confused and went to her tent and started freaking out. She kept hearing people talking when there was nothing being said, so she and C went to their tent for a while.
Eventually, someone came to my rescue, I got the stuff, and went back to the group. J did light shows while I did sea breezes. At this time, the x was more in effect than the acid.
Then, I remembered I had sparklers in my trunk from last July 4th and that would be really cool. (Great idea, btw.) There were 12 boxes in the trunk and after we used one box and gave other people some, we decided to throw the other five or six boxes in the fire. That was the stupidest thing ever! It looked really cool, but it was really loud, which scared me! We smoked another joint and listened to some cool rave music.
About an hour passed with nothing too exciting happening, and then some more people showed up. It was my best friends E and A and As boyfriend L. They all decided they would trip and each took two hits. It was probably about 10 pm at this time. E got the bright idea to swing from this rope already on a tree into the river beside the site. (They have all done this before.) So, being in the completely trashed state I was in, I agreed to do it. E went first and looked like she was having fun. So, I climb a tree, which I had never done, and grabbed the rope. As I'm standing there, I realize that it's May and the river is probably cold, not to mention the fact that I'm on drugs and probably can't swim, but E stayed in the water and she's a lifeguard, so I felt safe. I grabbed the rope, swung out, and dropped into the river. While I was underwater, I opened my eyes and that was really cool. I came up and everyone was cheering. I had been standing on top of the tree for 15 minutes before I would jump. It was fun, so we did it again, and again, and again, until I was so cold I couldn't feel my face anymore. (It's about 11:30 pm by now.) While E and I are doing this, J decided his buzz is gone and takes 2 more hits of acid and 2 more rolls.
We climbed out of the river, and I went to the tent, alone again, to change in to dry clothes. I had my bathing suit on under my clothes, but for some reason, left all my clothes, shoes, and socks on. I got to the tent okay, but I couldn't unzip the door to get out. SO, I started freaking out! C and K's tent was next to mine, so they came over to help and couldn't get it either. I was convinced I'd be trapped in there forever, but they finally opened the door.
We were all pretty bored so we decided to go to the playground in the front of the campground. About 8 of us walked up there. Me and K were swinging and E and M were playing on the see-saws. C, J, A, and L were just chilling in the grass, smoking a joint. The next thing I know, M is flying through the air - E had bounced her off the see-saw. I heard thud, and saw her lying on the ground. We went back to the site and I looked at her hand, which was obviously broken. No one would listen to me because they said anyone who talks to flashlights knows nothing about anatomy. And M said it didn't hurt too bad, so we smoked 2 more joints and sat around the fire some more. (M went to the doctor the next day and her hand was broken.)
I wasn't rolling anymore and things only looked trippy occasionally, so I told J I was going to bed. He was still candyflipping, so I went alone, again. I took off my shorts and got into the sleeping bag. When I tried to fall asleep, it was like to entire day was a continuous-loop movie, playing over and over in my head. I could hear people talking in my head, and the same people talking, but saying different stuff outside. So much was going on in my mind that I felt nauseous. Once again, I could not unzip the tent doors, and I knew I was going to be sick. I was freaking out because I couldn't puke in the tent on all our stuff and didn't want anyone to know I was getting sick because I hate when people can hear me throw up. Finally, I got outside and was sick for about half an hour. That sucked! I only have on a t-shirt and most of everyone that was still there was guys, so they all saw more than I wanted them to. (After I realized this, I got dressed again.)
Since I couldn't go to sleep, I decided to get high. Me, C, K, M, E, L, and A smoked 3 more joints and talked about previous drug experiences. A and L have never rolled before and had no idea what a sea breeze is, so I asked E to do one for me and show them, which kicked my roll back in. J had passed out by this time, occasionally he'd talk about a story, but it made no sense, so we left him alone.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. I started cleaning up the site around 6 am, still having not been to sleep. J was passed out by the fire still, C, K, and M were sleeping in their tent, and everyone else had just left. By this time, I was getting pissed at J for not waking up to help me. I was tired, cold, and still had to pee. I have no idea how my body didn't overhydrate because I drank 8 bottles of water throughout the night. I couldn't take it anymore, so I went behind the tent and finaly peed! (I learned to pee in the woods - a major break through for me.)
After I got everything cleaned up, the fire put out, the car packed, and was ready to go, J woke up. I told him since he did sleep a little, he should drive the 45 minutes home. But, he clearly was still messed up, so I drove. As soon as I pulled out of the campground, I began tripping all over again. It was 7 am and people were going to work, but they had their headlights on, which created very cool visuals for me. then, I passed 2 cops, sitting in an emergency exit driveway thing and freaked out. I got off the highway, went to a gas station, grabbed some coffee, used indoor plumbing and was fine.
This was the first, but not last time I candyflipped or camped, but it was by far the most memorable!
I really wanna go camping on shrooms one time with a few friends.
