Ecstasy -- First Time -- Great Experience
I thought I'd like to do a trip report, so what better report to write than my first time on ecstasy? ok here goes...its gonna be long
8:30pm - my mate is sitting in my room, I'm just getting out of a long hot shower, hes playing on my playstation, amazing how he just makes himself at home at my house and i don't even know hes theres, anyway, I was getting ready for my first ever dance party on ecstasy, I've never been to a rave before. I put on a shirt I bought especially for this nite because it has a mean pocket made for carrying ecstasy. my mate tells me that I'm looking good for the nite and he'll give me a ride to meet my other mates that would be dropping that nite. I checked I had my ticket, id, wallet, I had it all and was set to go.
9:10pm after parting with my other mate I meet up my friends that would be dropping with me that nite, they have all dropped before and I have known these guys for years so I felt very secure in their company. the look in their eyes was so anticipating as if they are gonna have the greatest nite of their lives. 'was this shit really that good?' I have only heard negativity about ecstasy from other friends. just stuff like its a dancefag's drug, ecstasy is for losers and stuff like that. there were so many thoughts going through my mind as we walked up to subway. my mate that works in subway seemed angry with me for doing what I was about to do. so after a few words we went to the bus stop. it was me,P,S and F. F wasn't gonna drop. S started talking to this guy, he had one blue eye and one green eye (remember this guy, he plays an important part in my experience later) anyway, S knows everybody.the bus arrives.
10:15 - in the bus I couldn't stop thinking about whats gonna happen to me. S informed me that he would be picking up the drugs at a bar called 'the dispensary' haha funny I thought to myself. anyway, he told me that as soon as he picked it up, he would have to go to about 7 different places to drop off orders and he said not to look suspicious if we walk past cops cos he said something about carrying a certain number of pills that would do him in for a long time if he was caught. so we arrive in town, everyone is all dressed up as if they were going to a rave, the same one as me.
11:15 - me, P, F go to a bar and wait for S to arrive with the goodies, we had a beer each, I was cautious not to drink too much.
11:45 - where the fuck is S? hes supposed to be back at 11:30.
12am - fuck, wheres S? hes not answering his phone, we walk to the bar and find that its been fully booked for a private function, we are fucking scared at this point, however, in our darkest moment we get a text from S saying hes in a hotel room cos the bar was hired out and he'll meet up in the bar in 10 mins. 'phew what a relief'
12:10 - we meet S, I could have hugged him I was so happy to see him, a smile flashes across his face with 'I got it' coming from his mouth. at this point, excitement really hit me, I had known about e since I was a kid and finally, finally I am about to try it. we walk up the street, really happy, I knew that in about an hour I would be taking ecstasy, words cannot describe my excitement.
12:45 - we go into wendy's in the toilet, S gives me a small pill wrapped in paper and one to P. F watches with a look of disbelief towards me. i open it and stare at this pill for a long time, it had an igloo on the top. it was pretty, this was a pretty special moment, I looked at the e for the first time and it was all mine. we set it down on the back of the toilet seat and S gave mea razor blade and told me to chop it in half. I cut it clean in half. P and S looked impressed with that. I was impressed with myself, as I watched my mates chop their pills I was thinking 'what have I become?' however it wasn't enough to put me down, I was so excited. now I was ready for dropping.
1:15am - we're in, after being searched, the pocket worked!!! so now we're in, P and S take me around the place familiarising me with the venue, he said, this would come in handy later. I shall leave F out of the picture here as he was drunk. anyway, we go around different rooms. the was a house room, hardhouse, and deephouse. we danced a bit in ther house room, while dancing I met all my old friends from school, people I hadn't seen for a long time. it was quite a reunion, like 15 people dancing in a circle talking and it was a beautiful moment. anyway, all these guys dropped before, they were telling me I was in for a great nite, this would be the best nite on my life, now this was great. people walking past you whispering things like this in your ear for your first time.
1:30am - in the toilet all by myself, the floor is scattered with bank packets. hehe, I look at the half slowly put it in my mouth take a sip of my water and swallowed it. this was it, no turning back," for something so unnatural and evil, it felt quite normal to do", I thought.
1:55 - I'm getting hotter, people are starting to act strange, touching me, giving me lollipops and chewing gum, a girl gave me a paper saying something about being creative and some insightful stuff. what the fuck is this place? 'shit is this an ecstasy high?'it just gets you hot? I had lost S and P and was getting angry, suddenly S grabs me and he gets P and we go upstairs to a chill room, I ask him 'is this fucking it?' he goes 'no, just wait' so I did and then S puts some vicks on my upper lip. now at this point I was bothered, vicks was annoying me and I was just getting hot, I tried dancing but I felt the same as I did before. fuck this, I told S lets do the other half, he and P agreed.
2:20am - I took the other half quickly and with ease. fuck this better be good. we head back to the main house room, everyone was in there really happy looking, I find my way to the centre where all my mates were and they looked really happy like, i was told they had all dropped their X.
so I start to move 5 mins go by-I feel a lot looser - 10 mins go by, woh, this feels really decent - 20 mins go by....fuck me!!!!
2:50am, I AM IN FUCKING HEAVEN!!!!! I uncontrollably throw my hands in the air in utter joy, this feels so amazing. people around me are amazed at how much I have blown up. fuck this feels so good. mates walk by me blowing vicks in my face. yummy vicks I thought. my body, tingling with joy, I was totally out of control, in a world of unbeleivable joy.people start dancing with me, at one point I was in a circle and I had loads of free room and was just dancing with all these people around me cheering me on, this was a perfect moment in my life, my vision would get blurry and when I would come around smiling faces would be in my face. movement felt so good. sweat pouring off my face. how can this be real? I start getting audio hallucinations 'you look so good, 'you look so good' was it a part of the song? no it wasn't. P would occasionally ask me if I was ok, and I would think 'fuck of course I'm ok, I'm better than I have ever been in my life' then he would say 'if you need help, I'll be here' then S came and said the same thing. 'what do they mean?' it was clear I was the highest person in that room, everything was magical. I heard S telling some people that it was my first time, and they said, 'at least hes having a good time' then that would become an audio hallucination. fuck this feels good. I stood there at one point with my eyes closed and just looking up in the air. it was a moment of sheer brilliance, indescribable joy flowing through me. this was incredible.
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?? S grabs me, this wasn't a hug this was like he was trying to hold me down. he was, and he said 'you're too high, come with me' and I was like 'what the fuck?' he's really holding me tight and I kept trying to dance, he eventually got me stuck in a corner and I just started vibrating in a corner. (now that I know lots about e, I can tell you, yes I was too high, and at a level that we don't wanna go too, I was literally out of control) a bouncer came around and S told him to open the door, S dragged me outside, the night looked so beautiful, but before I knew it I was in an ambulance. now at this point nothing could have bothered me, I was in an ambulance and I didn't care. this guy was doing all this medical shit to me, and it didn't bother me at all, I was just sitting there wrapped up in my own world of joy. he was writing a report when I started to get talkative. very talkative, I said lots of things about my life and bad things I have done and about past girlfriends and friends and all the thoughts I used to supress and hold in, I could clearly put into words and expressed myself to the paramedic. he was very caring and knew how to deal with me, he would make jokes and me and S and the paramedic's started mocking the policemen that walked past. haha, this is what life should be like, S told me to lie down, so I did, then I closed my eyes and he grabbed my hand and started pulling it, it felt amazing. I was in bliss, the he placed his hand on my forehead and he said, 'he doesn't want anything bad to happen to me' ,wow what a good friend I thought. he payed so much money to see these two house DJ's and he gave that up just so something bad wouldn't happen to me. a girl came into the ambulance as well and for some reason I was really worried about her, I forced the paramedic to ask her is she was alright, I felt so scared for her, and I didn't know why. I made sure she was ok and I asked her if I could help in any way. fuck, this is a good drug. eventually someone that od'ed came into the ambulance and I had 2 choices, leave now, I had mellowed out by this time or come with them to the hospital. so me and S left, just when I thought I was ok enough to go back to dance. I heard the music and was thrown into a different world of joy again, S told me we were gonna go elsewhere, so we walked around the city, I was talking to everyone, I put this guy in a taxi home because someone had beaten him up. then me and S bumped into that guy with 2 different eyes, it tripped me out big time, like I became fixated on his eyes it was hard to look away but they looked so interesting. eventually I tore myself away from his eyes and me and S went into his cousins hotel room, where I was told to mellow out. so I did, I was feeling so whole with perfection. in here I reflected on what I had just experienced and how good it felt. pictures were trippy, and I suggested we watch music tv, cos they had a section called 'music to comedown to' haha funny. me and S lay on the couch and S said hes never felt this close to a guy mate before. suprisingly I didn't instinctively judge him on what he just said, but was happy for him.
5:30am - we left the hotel room, I was coming down but still comfortable high. on the way down I turn around and look at myself in the mirror in the elevator, 'is that me? so thats what I look like' it felt like i was seeing myself for the first time. my eyes were HUGE. me and S walked to the waterfront and sat there for a while looking at the beach. he gave me these glasses that he stole from work and we were planning to wear it in the rave, they were stupid heart shaped glasses, I threw it in the beach.
6am- we walked up to meet our friends that we left in the dance party. we walked back in and I saw the paramedics in there as well as the guy that was od'ed. haha they were talking to him. fucked up. I walked into the house room. it was pretty empty. dancing still felt good but not as good as before. my mates were still dancing so I joined them and they looked miserable now. everyone looked miserable. a smell of weed was present, finally 7 am. we had to leave.
8am - in mcdonalds drinking hot chocolate with S and P. P tells me he had the best nite of his life, i reply with me too and S had passed out so we let him sleep. I had none of the depressing comedown I had heard about, I felt quite good actually. P looked sad though, we caught a bus home at 9am, on the way home when we got out the bus me and S lay on this driveway and the sun came out the clouds and I felt so good. the sun was so warm, most relaxed I have ever been. got home eventually, and we all just fell on my bed P and S fell asleep but I reached in my pocket, got out my medical report, removed the band around my hand that I was given upon entry and removed the big smily face sticker on my shirt, rolled up my report so it was like a scroll, wrapped my band around the middle and stuck it with the face. what a great thing to have as a memory of the nite. then I placed it in a box that I have. I looked at my fone, there were like a thousand text messages, from friends asking me if I'm still alive and stuff. later that day the mate that dropped me off before picked up me,S and P and we went to the beach, it was great to be at the beach. I lay there in the sand with the sun touching my skin as S and P played with a soccer ball. on the way back to the car, a flyer was on the floor advertising the rave I had just attended, and S picked it up and said 'do u remember this man?' and a great feeling swooped in me and I replied 'yep, yep I do indeed.'
[Edit: I changed the original title (Ecstasy-semi experienced-my first time) so it would be more descriptive. -C22]
[ 12 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
I thought I'd like to do a trip report, so what better report to write than my first time on ecstasy? ok here goes...its gonna be long
8:30pm - my mate is sitting in my room, I'm just getting out of a long hot shower, hes playing on my playstation, amazing how he just makes himself at home at my house and i don't even know hes theres, anyway, I was getting ready for my first ever dance party on ecstasy, I've never been to a rave before. I put on a shirt I bought especially for this nite because it has a mean pocket made for carrying ecstasy. my mate tells me that I'm looking good for the nite and he'll give me a ride to meet my other mates that would be dropping that nite. I checked I had my ticket, id, wallet, I had it all and was set to go.
9:10pm after parting with my other mate I meet up my friends that would be dropping with me that nite, they have all dropped before and I have known these guys for years so I felt very secure in their company. the look in their eyes was so anticipating as if they are gonna have the greatest nite of their lives. 'was this shit really that good?' I have only heard negativity about ecstasy from other friends. just stuff like its a dancefag's drug, ecstasy is for losers and stuff like that. there were so many thoughts going through my mind as we walked up to subway. my mate that works in subway seemed angry with me for doing what I was about to do. so after a few words we went to the bus stop. it was me,P,S and F. F wasn't gonna drop. S started talking to this guy, he had one blue eye and one green eye (remember this guy, he plays an important part in my experience later) anyway, S knows everybody.the bus arrives.
10:15 - in the bus I couldn't stop thinking about whats gonna happen to me. S informed me that he would be picking up the drugs at a bar called 'the dispensary' haha funny I thought to myself. anyway, he told me that as soon as he picked it up, he would have to go to about 7 different places to drop off orders and he said not to look suspicious if we walk past cops cos he said something about carrying a certain number of pills that would do him in for a long time if he was caught. so we arrive in town, everyone is all dressed up as if they were going to a rave, the same one as me.
11:15 - me, P, F go to a bar and wait for S to arrive with the goodies, we had a beer each, I was cautious not to drink too much.
11:45 - where the fuck is S? hes supposed to be back at 11:30.
12am - fuck, wheres S? hes not answering his phone, we walk to the bar and find that its been fully booked for a private function, we are fucking scared at this point, however, in our darkest moment we get a text from S saying hes in a hotel room cos the bar was hired out and he'll meet up in the bar in 10 mins. 'phew what a relief'
12:10 - we meet S, I could have hugged him I was so happy to see him, a smile flashes across his face with 'I got it' coming from his mouth. at this point, excitement really hit me, I had known about e since I was a kid and finally, finally I am about to try it. we walk up the street, really happy, I knew that in about an hour I would be taking ecstasy, words cannot describe my excitement.
12:45 - we go into wendy's in the toilet, S gives me a small pill wrapped in paper and one to P. F watches with a look of disbelief towards me. i open it and stare at this pill for a long time, it had an igloo on the top. it was pretty, this was a pretty special moment, I looked at the e for the first time and it was all mine. we set it down on the back of the toilet seat and S gave mea razor blade and told me to chop it in half. I cut it clean in half. P and S looked impressed with that. I was impressed with myself, as I watched my mates chop their pills I was thinking 'what have I become?' however it wasn't enough to put me down, I was so excited. now I was ready for dropping.
1:15am - we're in, after being searched, the pocket worked!!! so now we're in, P and S take me around the place familiarising me with the venue, he said, this would come in handy later. I shall leave F out of the picture here as he was drunk. anyway, we go around different rooms. the was a house room, hardhouse, and deephouse. we danced a bit in ther house room, while dancing I met all my old friends from school, people I hadn't seen for a long time. it was quite a reunion, like 15 people dancing in a circle talking and it was a beautiful moment. anyway, all these guys dropped before, they were telling me I was in for a great nite, this would be the best nite on my life, now this was great. people walking past you whispering things like this in your ear for your first time.
1:30am - in the toilet all by myself, the floor is scattered with bank packets. hehe, I look at the half slowly put it in my mouth take a sip of my water and swallowed it. this was it, no turning back," for something so unnatural and evil, it felt quite normal to do", I thought.
1:55 - I'm getting hotter, people are starting to act strange, touching me, giving me lollipops and chewing gum, a girl gave me a paper saying something about being creative and some insightful stuff. what the fuck is this place? 'shit is this an ecstasy high?'it just gets you hot? I had lost S and P and was getting angry, suddenly S grabs me and he gets P and we go upstairs to a chill room, I ask him 'is this fucking it?' he goes 'no, just wait' so I did and then S puts some vicks on my upper lip. now at this point I was bothered, vicks was annoying me and I was just getting hot, I tried dancing but I felt the same as I did before. fuck this, I told S lets do the other half, he and P agreed.
2:20am - I took the other half quickly and with ease. fuck this better be good. we head back to the main house room, everyone was in there really happy looking, I find my way to the centre where all my mates were and they looked really happy like, i was told they had all dropped their X.
so I start to move 5 mins go by-I feel a lot looser - 10 mins go by, woh, this feels really decent - 20 mins go by....fuck me!!!!
2:50am, I AM IN FUCKING HEAVEN!!!!! I uncontrollably throw my hands in the air in utter joy, this feels so amazing. people around me are amazed at how much I have blown up. fuck this feels so good. mates walk by me blowing vicks in my face. yummy vicks I thought. my body, tingling with joy, I was totally out of control, in a world of unbeleivable joy.people start dancing with me, at one point I was in a circle and I had loads of free room and was just dancing with all these people around me cheering me on, this was a perfect moment in my life, my vision would get blurry and when I would come around smiling faces would be in my face. movement felt so good. sweat pouring off my face. how can this be real? I start getting audio hallucinations 'you look so good, 'you look so good' was it a part of the song? no it wasn't. P would occasionally ask me if I was ok, and I would think 'fuck of course I'm ok, I'm better than I have ever been in my life' then he would say 'if you need help, I'll be here' then S came and said the same thing. 'what do they mean?' it was clear I was the highest person in that room, everything was magical. I heard S telling some people that it was my first time, and they said, 'at least hes having a good time' then that would become an audio hallucination. fuck this feels good. I stood there at one point with my eyes closed and just looking up in the air. it was a moment of sheer brilliance, indescribable joy flowing through me. this was incredible.
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?? S grabs me, this wasn't a hug this was like he was trying to hold me down. he was, and he said 'you're too high, come with me' and I was like 'what the fuck?' he's really holding me tight and I kept trying to dance, he eventually got me stuck in a corner and I just started vibrating in a corner. (now that I know lots about e, I can tell you, yes I was too high, and at a level that we don't wanna go too, I was literally out of control) a bouncer came around and S told him to open the door, S dragged me outside, the night looked so beautiful, but before I knew it I was in an ambulance. now at this point nothing could have bothered me, I was in an ambulance and I didn't care. this guy was doing all this medical shit to me, and it didn't bother me at all, I was just sitting there wrapped up in my own world of joy. he was writing a report when I started to get talkative. very talkative, I said lots of things about my life and bad things I have done and about past girlfriends and friends and all the thoughts I used to supress and hold in, I could clearly put into words and expressed myself to the paramedic. he was very caring and knew how to deal with me, he would make jokes and me and S and the paramedic's started mocking the policemen that walked past. haha, this is what life should be like, S told me to lie down, so I did, then I closed my eyes and he grabbed my hand and started pulling it, it felt amazing. I was in bliss, the he placed his hand on my forehead and he said, 'he doesn't want anything bad to happen to me' ,wow what a good friend I thought. he payed so much money to see these two house DJ's and he gave that up just so something bad wouldn't happen to me. a girl came into the ambulance as well and for some reason I was really worried about her, I forced the paramedic to ask her is she was alright, I felt so scared for her, and I didn't know why. I made sure she was ok and I asked her if I could help in any way. fuck, this is a good drug. eventually someone that od'ed came into the ambulance and I had 2 choices, leave now, I had mellowed out by this time or come with them to the hospital. so me and S left, just when I thought I was ok enough to go back to dance. I heard the music and was thrown into a different world of joy again, S told me we were gonna go elsewhere, so we walked around the city, I was talking to everyone, I put this guy in a taxi home because someone had beaten him up. then me and S bumped into that guy with 2 different eyes, it tripped me out big time, like I became fixated on his eyes it was hard to look away but they looked so interesting. eventually I tore myself away from his eyes and me and S went into his cousins hotel room, where I was told to mellow out. so I did, I was feeling so whole with perfection. in here I reflected on what I had just experienced and how good it felt. pictures were trippy, and I suggested we watch music tv, cos they had a section called 'music to comedown to' haha funny. me and S lay on the couch and S said hes never felt this close to a guy mate before. suprisingly I didn't instinctively judge him on what he just said, but was happy for him.5:30am - we left the hotel room, I was coming down but still comfortable high. on the way down I turn around and look at myself in the mirror in the elevator, 'is that me? so thats what I look like' it felt like i was seeing myself for the first time. my eyes were HUGE. me and S walked to the waterfront and sat there for a while looking at the beach. he gave me these glasses that he stole from work and we were planning to wear it in the rave, they were stupid heart shaped glasses, I threw it in the beach.
6am- we walked up to meet our friends that we left in the dance party. we walked back in and I saw the paramedics in there as well as the guy that was od'ed. haha they were talking to him. fucked up. I walked into the house room. it was pretty empty. dancing still felt good but not as good as before. my mates were still dancing so I joined them and they looked miserable now. everyone looked miserable. a smell of weed was present, finally 7 am. we had to leave.
8am - in mcdonalds drinking hot chocolate with S and P. P tells me he had the best nite of his life, i reply with me too and S had passed out so we let him sleep. I had none of the depressing comedown I had heard about, I felt quite good actually. P looked sad though, we caught a bus home at 9am, on the way home when we got out the bus me and S lay on this driveway and the sun came out the clouds and I felt so good. the sun was so warm, most relaxed I have ever been. got home eventually, and we all just fell on my bed P and S fell asleep but I reached in my pocket, got out my medical report, removed the band around my hand that I was given upon entry and removed the big smily face sticker on my shirt, rolled up my report so it was like a scroll, wrapped my band around the middle and stuck it with the face. what a great thing to have as a memory of the nite. then I placed it in a box that I have. I looked at my fone, there were like a thousand text messages, from friends asking me if I'm still alive and stuff. later that day the mate that dropped me off before picked up me,S and P and we went to the beach, it was great to be at the beach. I lay there in the sand with the sun touching my skin as S and P played with a soccer ball. on the way back to the car, a flyer was on the floor advertising the rave I had just attended, and S picked it up and said 'do u remember this man?' and a great feeling swooped in me and I replied 'yep, yep I do indeed.'
[Edit: I changed the original title (Ecstasy-semi experienced-my first time) so it would be more descriptive. -C22]
[ 12 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
