hiddeninja12
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Hey there,
this is my first post on this site; I've been reading a lot of other peoples stories and I thought my experience was worth sharing. I do have some questions at the end but I'm mainly writing to explain my first time. This was about 5 or 6 weeks ago, so some details are a bit shady, but I remember most quite clearly.
A little about me: I'm 17 (for another few weeks), in my first year of uni (I'm aware that I'm young) and have had my time drinking heavily, and started smoking weed daily about 3-4 months ago. I've never taken any other drugs than weed, but my list has always been shrooms and MDMA (shrooms are now off that list, but that's another topic). Oh, and I'm quite skinny - I weigh around 60-65kg.
Background: Both of my brothers study in Manchester (I'll call them N and M), and so after moving to the UK for uni, and living in my city for a few weeks, I decided to visit them (I visit them there quite frequently, once every 2 months or so). The weekend I decided on was the Halloween weekend - I think I left on the 28th and came back on the 1st or so... Anyway, M has tried quite a few different drugs and knew since a while that I was interested in trying MDMA. He already told me before I booked my train tickets that there's a big party on the 30th that he'll attend with all his friends, and that many drugs will be taken (he told me to make sure I'm ok with that). I was excited after I asked him if I could try some MDMA and he told me that I can!
The night: it started at around 10 or 11, when me, M and his friends met at M's girlfriends house. We were just relaxing, and soon after the dealer brought us a few grams of MDMA; I shared one gram with M, and 2 of his friends. I should note that most of his friends regularly take MDMA, some as often as once a week, but most about once a month. When we took it upstairs and M started preparing it, they were all amazed at how pure it looked (I couldn't tell as it was the first strong drug I had ever seen in person!). It was a white crystal, about the diameter of a pound coin. After crushing it, he split the gram into 14 pieces, put them in a baggie and we left. We went to a bar of sorts - it was a mansion that had been converted into a bar, with bouncers, a stage, big speakers etc. It also had a garden that I'll talk about in a bit. As soon as we entered, I saw that this wasn't my usual crowd and I felt a bit uncomfortable (there was a moshpit in the front, the music was loud and trashy and not to my liking). My brother got me a drink and soon after gave me my first bomb (remember, it was about 1/14th of a gram - about 70mg). I was really nervous at this point, and in my mind I started feeling different effects. But I asked M about it and he said that it was too soon to feel anything. He was right, just after he said that, I stopped feeling what I had felt.
Anyway, about 40 minutes passed before I could feel it at all. I started dancing a bit more than usual, and I felt a bit happier than before. I enjoyed it but I was a bit let down by how weak the feelings were. Another 15 minutes or so passed, and my dancing was out of control... Normally, I'm a bit shy about my dancing, but this time I found a nice area and danced my guts around (mainly just throwing my hands and body around). I remember thinking that the music was horrific, but I just seemed to love it nevertheless (dancing to it felt amazing). This only lasted about 5 minutes though, when I started feeling very hot, and a bit nauseous. I told M, and he took his friends and me and we went to the garden. It was cool (around 5-10 degrees celcius), and this REALLY felt good. I immediately felt much better, and the euphoria stayed. I felt that this was enough for one night, and was happy that I knew what MDMA was all about. Oh, I was wrong!
Another 45 minutes passed (mainly by me nonstop talking about what I'm feeling :D), and we decided it was time to go back inside. Everyone else took another bomb, but I wasn't feeling it. I thought I would feel bad again like I did after my first bomb. But my brother convinced me, and I took another one. It was then that he bought me a water, and I had heard before that while you shouldn't drink too little water, it's also dangerous to drink too much water. So I started sipping my water and waiting for the second bomb to hit. It was another 45 minutes or so, and it kicked in again. This time, though, it didn't come on slowly, I immediately started dancing my guts out! It was perfect. I felt so happy, and declared my love for my brother (how he's the best brother anyone could ever have, etc). I didn't stop there though, I also told most of his friends that I barely talked to that night, how I thought they were awesome! I didn't feel embarassed at all about this... It was then that I met one of the characters from Seven Days (a british TV show)! It felt trippy, and I kinda thought that I must be hallucinating! But we talked for quite a while and I was sure it was him. Anyway, after feeling a few strangers clothes for a bit, I went back to the dancefloor and raved for a few minutes before, sadly, the bar closed. I was still completely energetic, and from this point until the end of the night, I shook my hands and knees uncontrollably. Oh, I forgot to mention that my brother gave me gum at the start of the night; THANK GOD FOR THAT! It felt wonderful chewing it! :D
After leaving the bar, we smoked a few cigarettes on the walk home (it was about a 10 minute walk), and that too felt wonderful. Not only did the cigarettes feel amazing on my lips, but the smoke felt like an orgasm in my lungs! When we got home, M's friends key broke (he had keyed MCAT quite often, they thought it was due to that), and one of them had to climb in through a window on the second floor and open the door from the inside. This, again, felt really trippy and I felt like I was imagining it! Definitely increased the effects again. We went in, chilled for a bit before leaving to a house-party close by. Just to explain the timing, I had my first bomb at around 11:30, my second one at around 1. It was now around 3am and I was feeling f***ing wonderful. Truly euphoric. The house-party we went to seemed quite awkward for M and his friends, but I was having the time of my life talking to strangers, and dancing to quiet background music. It was then that I looked into the mirror and saw that my pupils were huge, almost entirely covering my iris! We stayed for about half an hour, and then once again went home. It was now about 4:30 when my brother started rolling joints. They decided to smoke weed in order to help us get tired. By this point, the others had calmed back down, but I was still euphoric and shaking like crazy! They passed the weed, and I smoked it simply because it felt so good. I didn't realize at the time how much we smoked, but M told me the next day that between the 4 of us, we finished half an ounce that night. It did hit, and the transition between the MDMA high and the weed high was one of the most amazing feelings I've ever had.
It started with the short-term memory loss, and then once I forced myself to stop shaking, I went into a weird state where I couldn't move at all, and it felt like I was in the ocean and the waves were sweeping me back and forth. It was intense but still nice. Soon after we went to bed and I slept almost immediately.
The next day: I felt really down the entire day, but I didn't know why. Apparently that always happens. I was still excited about the night before though, and started telling some of my friends how I had the best night of my life. And I stand by that, it was BY FAR the best night of my life.
Some questions:
1: This happened on the 30th october, and since it's my birthday over the holidays, I'm planning on celebrating it the first week back in January (mostly with alcohol but one MDMA night). This would have been a 2 month break. I heard that 1 month is enough to cool down your body again, but I'd just like to make sure?
2: I'm afraid that I won't get as good quality MDMA next time, and that it won't feel anywhere near as good. If I do manage to score some crystals, how can I make sure that it's pure? I really don't want to take any speed or meth...
3: In your opinion, will my second time be as good as this night was? Because it's been 5-6 weeks and I think about that night daily! I'm way more excited to have that again than I am for my 18th birthday, Xmas or NYE... I really hope it won't be a letdown!
I just saw how long this post is, but it just feels SO good to talk about that night. If you've read the whole thing, thank you so much!
EDIT: forgot to say that the effects seemed to go away about 5 times, and when I asked my brother with disappointment why it didn't last longer, he told me to wait. Always about 5-10 minutes later it kicked back in with full force. That was one of my favorite things about it, just as you think it's done, it comes right back!
this is my first post on this site; I've been reading a lot of other peoples stories and I thought my experience was worth sharing. I do have some questions at the end but I'm mainly writing to explain my first time. This was about 5 or 6 weeks ago, so some details are a bit shady, but I remember most quite clearly.
A little about me: I'm 17 (for another few weeks), in my first year of uni (I'm aware that I'm young) and have had my time drinking heavily, and started smoking weed daily about 3-4 months ago. I've never taken any other drugs than weed, but my list has always been shrooms and MDMA (shrooms are now off that list, but that's another topic). Oh, and I'm quite skinny - I weigh around 60-65kg.
Background: Both of my brothers study in Manchester (I'll call them N and M), and so after moving to the UK for uni, and living in my city for a few weeks, I decided to visit them (I visit them there quite frequently, once every 2 months or so). The weekend I decided on was the Halloween weekend - I think I left on the 28th and came back on the 1st or so... Anyway, M has tried quite a few different drugs and knew since a while that I was interested in trying MDMA. He already told me before I booked my train tickets that there's a big party on the 30th that he'll attend with all his friends, and that many drugs will be taken (he told me to make sure I'm ok with that). I was excited after I asked him if I could try some MDMA and he told me that I can!
The night: it started at around 10 or 11, when me, M and his friends met at M's girlfriends house. We were just relaxing, and soon after the dealer brought us a few grams of MDMA; I shared one gram with M, and 2 of his friends. I should note that most of his friends regularly take MDMA, some as often as once a week, but most about once a month. When we took it upstairs and M started preparing it, they were all amazed at how pure it looked (I couldn't tell as it was the first strong drug I had ever seen in person!). It was a white crystal, about the diameter of a pound coin. After crushing it, he split the gram into 14 pieces, put them in a baggie and we left. We went to a bar of sorts - it was a mansion that had been converted into a bar, with bouncers, a stage, big speakers etc. It also had a garden that I'll talk about in a bit. As soon as we entered, I saw that this wasn't my usual crowd and I felt a bit uncomfortable (there was a moshpit in the front, the music was loud and trashy and not to my liking). My brother got me a drink and soon after gave me my first bomb (remember, it was about 1/14th of a gram - about 70mg). I was really nervous at this point, and in my mind I started feeling different effects. But I asked M about it and he said that it was too soon to feel anything. He was right, just after he said that, I stopped feeling what I had felt.
Anyway, about 40 minutes passed before I could feel it at all. I started dancing a bit more than usual, and I felt a bit happier than before. I enjoyed it but I was a bit let down by how weak the feelings were. Another 15 minutes or so passed, and my dancing was out of control... Normally, I'm a bit shy about my dancing, but this time I found a nice area and danced my guts around (mainly just throwing my hands and body around). I remember thinking that the music was horrific, but I just seemed to love it nevertheless (dancing to it felt amazing). This only lasted about 5 minutes though, when I started feeling very hot, and a bit nauseous. I told M, and he took his friends and me and we went to the garden. It was cool (around 5-10 degrees celcius), and this REALLY felt good. I immediately felt much better, and the euphoria stayed. I felt that this was enough for one night, and was happy that I knew what MDMA was all about. Oh, I was wrong!
Another 45 minutes passed (mainly by me nonstop talking about what I'm feeling :D), and we decided it was time to go back inside. Everyone else took another bomb, but I wasn't feeling it. I thought I would feel bad again like I did after my first bomb. But my brother convinced me, and I took another one. It was then that he bought me a water, and I had heard before that while you shouldn't drink too little water, it's also dangerous to drink too much water. So I started sipping my water and waiting for the second bomb to hit. It was another 45 minutes or so, and it kicked in again. This time, though, it didn't come on slowly, I immediately started dancing my guts out! It was perfect. I felt so happy, and declared my love for my brother (how he's the best brother anyone could ever have, etc). I didn't stop there though, I also told most of his friends that I barely talked to that night, how I thought they were awesome! I didn't feel embarassed at all about this... It was then that I met one of the characters from Seven Days (a british TV show)! It felt trippy, and I kinda thought that I must be hallucinating! But we talked for quite a while and I was sure it was him. Anyway, after feeling a few strangers clothes for a bit, I went back to the dancefloor and raved for a few minutes before, sadly, the bar closed. I was still completely energetic, and from this point until the end of the night, I shook my hands and knees uncontrollably. Oh, I forgot to mention that my brother gave me gum at the start of the night; THANK GOD FOR THAT! It felt wonderful chewing it! :D
After leaving the bar, we smoked a few cigarettes on the walk home (it was about a 10 minute walk), and that too felt wonderful. Not only did the cigarettes feel amazing on my lips, but the smoke felt like an orgasm in my lungs! When we got home, M's friends key broke (he had keyed MCAT quite often, they thought it was due to that), and one of them had to climb in through a window on the second floor and open the door from the inside. This, again, felt really trippy and I felt like I was imagining it! Definitely increased the effects again. We went in, chilled for a bit before leaving to a house-party close by. Just to explain the timing, I had my first bomb at around 11:30, my second one at around 1. It was now around 3am and I was feeling f***ing wonderful. Truly euphoric. The house-party we went to seemed quite awkward for M and his friends, but I was having the time of my life talking to strangers, and dancing to quiet background music. It was then that I looked into the mirror and saw that my pupils were huge, almost entirely covering my iris! We stayed for about half an hour, and then once again went home. It was now about 4:30 when my brother started rolling joints. They decided to smoke weed in order to help us get tired. By this point, the others had calmed back down, but I was still euphoric and shaking like crazy! They passed the weed, and I smoked it simply because it felt so good. I didn't realize at the time how much we smoked, but M told me the next day that between the 4 of us, we finished half an ounce that night. It did hit, and the transition between the MDMA high and the weed high was one of the most amazing feelings I've ever had.
It started with the short-term memory loss, and then once I forced myself to stop shaking, I went into a weird state where I couldn't move at all, and it felt like I was in the ocean and the waves were sweeping me back and forth. It was intense but still nice. Soon after we went to bed and I slept almost immediately.
The next day: I felt really down the entire day, but I didn't know why. Apparently that always happens. I was still excited about the night before though, and started telling some of my friends how I had the best night of my life. And I stand by that, it was BY FAR the best night of my life.
Some questions:
1: This happened on the 30th october, and since it's my birthday over the holidays, I'm planning on celebrating it the first week back in January (mostly with alcohol but one MDMA night). This would have been a 2 month break. I heard that 1 month is enough to cool down your body again, but I'd just like to make sure?
2: I'm afraid that I won't get as good quality MDMA next time, and that it won't feel anywhere near as good. If I do manage to score some crystals, how can I make sure that it's pure? I really don't want to take any speed or meth...
3: In your opinion, will my second time be as good as this night was? Because it's been 5-6 weeks and I think about that night daily! I'm way more excited to have that again than I am for my 18th birthday, Xmas or NYE... I really hope it won't be a letdown!
I just saw how long this post is, but it just feels SO good to talk about that night. If you've read the whole thing, thank you so much!
EDIT: forgot to say that the effects seemed to go away about 5 times, and when I asked my brother with disappointment why it didn't last longer, he told me to wait. Always about 5-10 minutes later it kicked back in with full force. That was one of my favorite things about it, just as you think it's done, it comes right back!
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