FarfFignuton
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 12, 2007
- Messages
- 23
During the middle of the year, our school always plans some sort of field trip. This year was a trip to colonial Massachusetts, and then to go shopping in the Prudential Center, in Boston. Boy, what a day. What was I thinking when I decided to take 4 tabs of gel tabbed acid before the leaving the house. This was my first time using LSD, and I was very unprepared for what was in store for me that day.
I had woken up painfully early that morning, around 5am. Immediately upon waking up, I rested all four tabs on my tongue. I proceeded to go about my daily routine of getting ready for school. I first felt effects of the drug about half-way through my shower. I could feel my arms beginning to get heavy, my eyes focusing intensely on the water that was falling from the shower head. I began grinning uncontrollably. Finally I had to control myself to act normal until I at least caught my bus. I still had to walk from my room to downstairs to my mother, and then out the door to the bus stop.
After making it outside safely, I proceeded to the bus stop. The bus came in a burst of yellow glory, and I stumbled up the steep steps and to the back of the bus, where I routinely sit. I again started feeling the same effects, the heavy arms, the uncontrollable focusing.
A few minutes later we arrived at my friend's bus stop. We'll call him D. After speaking with D for only about 15 seconds, he immediately began to ask me, "What did you take?" and "What did you do?". He told me that I was acting speraticly and way more happy than usual.
By the time we approached the school, I was totally losing it. As I walked down the halls, I was swinging my arms, walking from side to side, and smiling madly. I felt an overwhelming sense of fear as I walked past any teachers, but that feeling passed as they did. Up to this point all my feelings were felt, not seen or heard.
My friends who I normally stand around with in the morning told me I'd better go home. They said my behavior was totally noticeable, even when I tried my hardest to act normal. I began to get to the point where I could not stop laughing. I decided that maybe putting on some music would calm me down. It worked perfectly. I swore I could visualize the music flying across my ears. It was beautiful.
Now it was time to board the bus. They were nice Greyhound buses. I met up with my friend. We'll call him G. G would be my guide and lifeline on this trip. He sat next to me on the bus. I sat in the seat all the way to the back, for my stomach now felt a bit upset and in the event I had to throw up, the bathroom was close by.
As the bus departed from the school, I starred out the window and off over the hills, memorized by the line where the green horizon met the beautiful blue sky. It was a wonderful sight. The music pumping through my headphones was only intensifying my experience. Soon I began to see things. Looking straight ahead into the seat in front of me, I began to make out, between the various patterns of the chair, a baby's face. The face definetly had wings, but I couldn't see the wings, I only knew that they were there. This intense starring into the seat lasted for hours as we traveled north towards Boston.
We began closing on the national park where we were heading to see a demonstration of civil war strategies and weaponry. Lots of fun, right? Well on LSD, it was ridiculous. The walk through the forest became an adventure. All of a sudden, the trees were growing towards the sky. I could feel the vibrations of giant bees harvesting their honey in their giant nests. I could have sworn I saw massive bears crawling through the forest. The sky was slowly turning purple.
I honestly don't remember what happened next. G kindly pulled me along through every exhibit until the show was over, and we walked back to the bus. G was now a half-man/half dragon hybrid, clad in body armor. We walked onto the bus. The loud noise from all the kids around me unsettled me, and I began to grasp reality once again. I asked G what happened; how long I've been gone, and he told me "I'll tell you later, don't worry about it". I managed to keep myself fairly calm and trip-free for our remainder of the ride to the Prudential Center in Boston.
We had an hour and 15 minutes to aimlessly walk around the mall. To me, it was like a big gothic cathedral, tall ceilings and church organs playing loudly in the background. There must have been millions of people, all walking around and screaming at the top of their lungs. G guided me to a pizza parlor, and he ordered us a few slices of pizza. I couldn't eat the pizza, to me, the pizza was another plain of existence, inhabited by tiny creatures. I did, however, drink mine and G's giant soda. I was thirsty. The feeling of the refreshing soda going down my throat was amazing. Like a river inside my mouth. I tried to explain the feeling to G, but he told me I was making people around us suspicious.
We left the building and hung out outside. Everything was different colors. The city was loud. there was never a moment of silence. But before I knew it, my teacher was standing before me with a class full of students, and we were ready to go back home.
By now, almost 8 hours had passed, and I was beginning to grasp reality once again. As we returned to the school, I felt almost 100% normal. I told my mom I was tired and fell asleep in the back of the car.
And that was my day on 4 tabs. The next day I was destroyed, I felt totally out of it that day. I spent most of the day in bed and eating food.
I had woken up painfully early that morning, around 5am. Immediately upon waking up, I rested all four tabs on my tongue. I proceeded to go about my daily routine of getting ready for school. I first felt effects of the drug about half-way through my shower. I could feel my arms beginning to get heavy, my eyes focusing intensely on the water that was falling from the shower head. I began grinning uncontrollably. Finally I had to control myself to act normal until I at least caught my bus. I still had to walk from my room to downstairs to my mother, and then out the door to the bus stop.
After making it outside safely, I proceeded to the bus stop. The bus came in a burst of yellow glory, and I stumbled up the steep steps and to the back of the bus, where I routinely sit. I again started feeling the same effects, the heavy arms, the uncontrollable focusing.
A few minutes later we arrived at my friend's bus stop. We'll call him D. After speaking with D for only about 15 seconds, he immediately began to ask me, "What did you take?" and "What did you do?". He told me that I was acting speraticly and way more happy than usual.
By the time we approached the school, I was totally losing it. As I walked down the halls, I was swinging my arms, walking from side to side, and smiling madly. I felt an overwhelming sense of fear as I walked past any teachers, but that feeling passed as they did. Up to this point all my feelings were felt, not seen or heard.
My friends who I normally stand around with in the morning told me I'd better go home. They said my behavior was totally noticeable, even when I tried my hardest to act normal. I began to get to the point where I could not stop laughing. I decided that maybe putting on some music would calm me down. It worked perfectly. I swore I could visualize the music flying across my ears. It was beautiful.
Now it was time to board the bus. They were nice Greyhound buses. I met up with my friend. We'll call him G. G would be my guide and lifeline on this trip. He sat next to me on the bus. I sat in the seat all the way to the back, for my stomach now felt a bit upset and in the event I had to throw up, the bathroom was close by.
As the bus departed from the school, I starred out the window and off over the hills, memorized by the line where the green horizon met the beautiful blue sky. It was a wonderful sight. The music pumping through my headphones was only intensifying my experience. Soon I began to see things. Looking straight ahead into the seat in front of me, I began to make out, between the various patterns of the chair, a baby's face. The face definetly had wings, but I couldn't see the wings, I only knew that they were there. This intense starring into the seat lasted for hours as we traveled north towards Boston.
We began closing on the national park where we were heading to see a demonstration of civil war strategies and weaponry. Lots of fun, right? Well on LSD, it was ridiculous. The walk through the forest became an adventure. All of a sudden, the trees were growing towards the sky. I could feel the vibrations of giant bees harvesting their honey in their giant nests. I could have sworn I saw massive bears crawling through the forest. The sky was slowly turning purple.
I honestly don't remember what happened next. G kindly pulled me along through every exhibit until the show was over, and we walked back to the bus. G was now a half-man/half dragon hybrid, clad in body armor. We walked onto the bus. The loud noise from all the kids around me unsettled me, and I began to grasp reality once again. I asked G what happened; how long I've been gone, and he told me "I'll tell you later, don't worry about it". I managed to keep myself fairly calm and trip-free for our remainder of the ride to the Prudential Center in Boston.
We had an hour and 15 minutes to aimlessly walk around the mall. To me, it was like a big gothic cathedral, tall ceilings and church organs playing loudly in the background. There must have been millions of people, all walking around and screaming at the top of their lungs. G guided me to a pizza parlor, and he ordered us a few slices of pizza. I couldn't eat the pizza, to me, the pizza was another plain of existence, inhabited by tiny creatures. I did, however, drink mine and G's giant soda. I was thirsty. The feeling of the refreshing soda going down my throat was amazing. Like a river inside my mouth. I tried to explain the feeling to G, but he told me I was making people around us suspicious.
We left the building and hung out outside. Everything was different colors. The city was loud. there was never a moment of silence. But before I knew it, my teacher was standing before me with a class full of students, and we were ready to go back home.
By now, almost 8 hours had passed, and I was beginning to grasp reality once again. As we returned to the school, I felt almost 100% normal. I told my mom I was tired and fell asleep in the back of the car.
And that was my day on 4 tabs. The next day I was destroyed, I felt totally out of it that day. I spent most of the day in bed and eating food.
).
