First, let me give you a little background about how many pills I have done before. Maybe between 10 and 15 times. Ranging from just a half to 9 in one night. I am 6'3 and 16 stone (so quite a big bloke) - Also I'm from the UK. The pills cost 3 quid each 
Dose: 6 "Bulldog" Ecstasy Pills - They were pretty good. Taken over the course of an entire night. All the pills were consumed oraly. They were small white, single stack with a bulldogs face on. Came highly recomended.
Setting: A good friends 18th party at a private function room at the back of this pub. Then we were going to move onto a club when that finished.
7-7:30pm - Mostly spent tarting myself up ready to go out, I dropped the first around 7:30 before I went out. The way I take them is to fill my mouth up with water, coke, whatever put the pill into the liquid and swallow. I just hate the damn taste, so try to avoid tasting it at all, if possible.
7:30-8pm - My mum gave me a lift down to the bank, I withdrew about 60 quid and then went on to pick my mate up. My mum dropped me and my mate outside this pub. I went to a cashpoint outside safeways, where I work. I spoke to a mate of mine who was working for a bit and was generaly in a very happy mode. Looking forward to the night ahead
8-8:30pm - Went in, started to mingle a bit and was drinking a lot, mostly shorts such as jd and coke + vodka redbull.
8:30ish - I was chatting to an old school friend I hadn't seen in a while. We was getting along great and she was telling me about some of her problems. I think it was about now I started to come up and was getting along really well with her. The empathy you seem to get from MDMA is amazing, I should become a counselor whilst in this state. Spent the next hour or so floating about and talking to people.
9:30ish - I was sitting down talking to some people when a mate came over and told us all that another one of our mates had just had his nose broken. We went out to have a look but the owners of the place called us back in. Told is if we leave we can't come back. We returned in and found out what happend, from a mate who saw it all. Kind of a buzzkill for me :/ I find that happens a lot when I am on ecstasy, I can lose the buzz instantly when something bad happens and it ruins the harmony. But after I think about it for a while, I seem to reach conclusions about how it is all - right. As in, it was meant to happen that way for what ever reason. How life goes and such. So I sat around chatting some more although a little more unhappy. Then this girl whos 18th it was - her boyfriend (a good friend of mine) and her brother came up to me trying to get some pills. As I was sorting that out I remember seeing the same mate who got punched run in and start on another mate. All a bit hairy, I decided to stay out of it. The way I was feeling prolly wouldn't been right for me to intervene.
11ish - our taxi arrived and we headed down to the pub. I left the people I arrived with in search of my best mate who had some pills for us to do at the club. I met him in the town square kind of thing and we went off to get a drink to do the pills with. We had to hang around a bit and wait for the other lads who wanted the pills. I did 3 more behinde the club whilst waiting for the others.
11:30ish - We decided to head in and I rang my mates and told them to meet us in there. My mates girl just hid the pills in her nickers and they made it through ok.
12ish or so - I came up high as a fucking kite. It really _really_ starts to get hazeeey here. Dancing felt great. Was dancing with pretty much any female I could see. Aint it just great? I'm gonna regret this in the morning though. The club was 8 quid all in. So drinks were free, never a good thing for your body. I remember being so fucked out of my face. Baby D was live at the club which was mad. The DJ who was on before Baby-D said 10 minutes now until Baby D. So I quickly went up to request any faithless song he had - I guessed Insomnia he would play for me, cos they never have salva mea. I love Faithless, best band ever. To then hear them come on in that state was utterly euphoric in the sense of the word. I was wandering about, must of been so obvious I was ruined out of my face, but I was loving it. At some point I was speaking to this girl I know from work and she asked me to walk her home. I think must be comming up to 1:30 or so now. I asked her "What's in it for me?
" to which her simple response was "sex". Sounds good to me I thought, so off we went. For some reason she was living in a hotel cos she had just moved house and her new one was being redecorated. She assured me her mum was out all night so that's ok I thought. Guess who walks in the door? You got it in one. She kind of just said, "ohh hello...." and laid down on the other bed. I kind of left sharpish
2am - I walk back to the club to see if they will let me back in. No joy there. My best mate and his girl come out to meet me, we do the remainder of the pills. Another 2 for me. We decided to walk home and enjoy the rest of the night. At some point the girl I spoke to when I first got into that party txted me. The temptation to ring her and say stuff immense. But I've learnt one thing from going out on pills is to _never_ speak to a girl you quite like whilst mashed up. Cos you always end up saying stupid things. So I just turnt my phone off. I always end up making unwanted emotional attachments. It's happend before and made me pretty depressed for a while. That is one bad thing about MDMA in a way. Cos you click really deep with people and it's not always what you want when you are sober.
3am - I got a phonecall from a few of my other mates who had just left the club and we decided to go meet over a park. We sat around chilling for ages, everybody was freezing except me cos I was still pretty mashed. We then went to a 24 hour garage amongst others things, but this part was pretty boring. Normal come down kinda thing. Nobody talking. [edit: one thing I notice about wandering around when you sorta coming down is that I seem to halucenate a lot - it's ALWAYS people and faces in the distance. Although sometimes I often see this strange blue net thing hanging off stuff. It's ALWAYS the same, I find that a bit odd - However, I am never scared by them when I think if I was sober I would be shit scared]I made it home around 6am with another mate (who wasn't pilled) and I slept through to 8pm today.
In conclusion: Prolly one of the best nights I've had out. MDMA is such a great drug when used in the right circumstances. Also this is prolly the best time I've had when doing MDMA. I think being in a club is the best enviroment for it, but they have to be playing the right music. Has to be stuff with a decent beat or I just don't get into the swing. Although even that beats sitting about round a house or wandering about on missions. Sorry if it wasn't as consice as it should of been, far too much drink and many many pills = bad memory. I had real wierd dreams as well when I went to bed. I kept reliving moments of the day rather strangely. I worked 10-5 during the day and I remember cos I was put on tills at the end of my shift I didn't get to leave until 5:10 or so. During my dream I was still there at 6. Also kept reliving bits of the night as well, although I can never remember my dreams so I can't go into too much detail.
p.s This was my first trip report I've ever done. So it's prolly wrong in a lot of aspects, but for personal reasons I decided I wanted to document it.
p.p.s Sorry about the spelling, I have no spell checker on my pc, just writing this straight to the forum post thing.
[ 29 September 2002: Message edited by: rafwz ]
Dose: 6 "Bulldog" Ecstasy Pills - They were pretty good. Taken over the course of an entire night. All the pills were consumed oraly. They were small white, single stack with a bulldogs face on. Came highly recomended.
Setting: A good friends 18th party at a private function room at the back of this pub. Then we were going to move onto a club when that finished.
7-7:30pm - Mostly spent tarting myself up ready to go out, I dropped the first around 7:30 before I went out. The way I take them is to fill my mouth up with water, coke, whatever put the pill into the liquid and swallow. I just hate the damn taste, so try to avoid tasting it at all, if possible.
7:30-8pm - My mum gave me a lift down to the bank, I withdrew about 60 quid and then went on to pick my mate up. My mum dropped me and my mate outside this pub. I went to a cashpoint outside safeways, where I work. I spoke to a mate of mine who was working for a bit and was generaly in a very happy mode. Looking forward to the night ahead
8-8:30pm - Went in, started to mingle a bit and was drinking a lot, mostly shorts such as jd and coke + vodka redbull.
8:30ish - I was chatting to an old school friend I hadn't seen in a while. We was getting along great and she was telling me about some of her problems. I think it was about now I started to come up and was getting along really well with her. The empathy you seem to get from MDMA is amazing, I should become a counselor whilst in this state. Spent the next hour or so floating about and talking to people.
9:30ish - I was sitting down talking to some people when a mate came over and told us all that another one of our mates had just had his nose broken. We went out to have a look but the owners of the place called us back in. Told is if we leave we can't come back. We returned in and found out what happend, from a mate who saw it all. Kind of a buzzkill for me :/ I find that happens a lot when I am on ecstasy, I can lose the buzz instantly when something bad happens and it ruins the harmony. But after I think about it for a while, I seem to reach conclusions about how it is all - right. As in, it was meant to happen that way for what ever reason. How life goes and such. So I sat around chatting some more although a little more unhappy. Then this girl whos 18th it was - her boyfriend (a good friend of mine) and her brother came up to me trying to get some pills. As I was sorting that out I remember seeing the same mate who got punched run in and start on another mate. All a bit hairy, I decided to stay out of it. The way I was feeling prolly wouldn't been right for me to intervene.
11ish - our taxi arrived and we headed down to the pub. I left the people I arrived with in search of my best mate who had some pills for us to do at the club. I met him in the town square kind of thing and we went off to get a drink to do the pills with. We had to hang around a bit and wait for the other lads who wanted the pills. I did 3 more behinde the club whilst waiting for the others.
11:30ish - We decided to head in and I rang my mates and told them to meet us in there. My mates girl just hid the pills in her nickers and they made it through ok.
12ish or so - I came up high as a fucking kite. It really _really_ starts to get hazeeey here. Dancing felt great. Was dancing with pretty much any female I could see. Aint it just great? I'm gonna regret this in the morning though. The club was 8 quid all in. So drinks were free, never a good thing for your body. I remember being so fucked out of my face. Baby D was live at the club which was mad. The DJ who was on before Baby-D said 10 minutes now until Baby D. So I quickly went up to request any faithless song he had - I guessed Insomnia he would play for me, cos they never have salva mea. I love Faithless, best band ever. To then hear them come on in that state was utterly euphoric in the sense of the word. I was wandering about, must of been so obvious I was ruined out of my face, but I was loving it. At some point I was speaking to this girl I know from work and she asked me to walk her home. I think must be comming up to 1:30 or so now. I asked her "What's in it for me?
" to which her simple response was "sex". Sounds good to me I thought, so off we went. For some reason she was living in a hotel cos she had just moved house and her new one was being redecorated. She assured me her mum was out all night so that's ok I thought. Guess who walks in the door? You got it in one. She kind of just said, "ohh hello...." and laid down on the other bed. I kind of left sharpish2am - I walk back to the club to see if they will let me back in. No joy there. My best mate and his girl come out to meet me, we do the remainder of the pills. Another 2 for me. We decided to walk home and enjoy the rest of the night. At some point the girl I spoke to when I first got into that party txted me. The temptation to ring her and say stuff immense. But I've learnt one thing from going out on pills is to _never_ speak to a girl you quite like whilst mashed up. Cos you always end up saying stupid things. So I just turnt my phone off. I always end up making unwanted emotional attachments. It's happend before and made me pretty depressed for a while. That is one bad thing about MDMA in a way. Cos you click really deep with people and it's not always what you want when you are sober.
3am - I got a phonecall from a few of my other mates who had just left the club and we decided to go meet over a park. We sat around chilling for ages, everybody was freezing except me cos I was still pretty mashed. We then went to a 24 hour garage amongst others things, but this part was pretty boring. Normal come down kinda thing. Nobody talking. [edit: one thing I notice about wandering around when you sorta coming down is that I seem to halucenate a lot - it's ALWAYS people and faces in the distance. Although sometimes I often see this strange blue net thing hanging off stuff. It's ALWAYS the same, I find that a bit odd - However, I am never scared by them when I think if I was sober I would be shit scared]I made it home around 6am with another mate (who wasn't pilled) and I slept through to 8pm today.
In conclusion: Prolly one of the best nights I've had out. MDMA is such a great drug when used in the right circumstances. Also this is prolly the best time I've had when doing MDMA. I think being in a club is the best enviroment for it, but they have to be playing the right music. Has to be stuff with a decent beat or I just don't get into the swing. Although even that beats sitting about round a house or wandering about on missions. Sorry if it wasn't as consice as it should of been, far too much drink and many many pills = bad memory. I had real wierd dreams as well when I went to bed. I kept reliving moments of the day rather strangely. I worked 10-5 during the day and I remember cos I was put on tills at the end of my shift I didn't get to leave until 5:10 or so. During my dream I was still there at 6. Also kept reliving bits of the night as well, although I can never remember my dreams so I can't go into too much detail.
p.s This was my first trip report I've ever done. So it's prolly wrong in a lot of aspects, but for personal reasons I decided I wanted to document it.
p.p.s Sorry about the spelling, I have no spell checker on my pc, just writing this straight to the forum post thing.
[ 29 September 2002: Message edited by: rafwz ]
