Kinetic_E
Bluelighter
This is a really long report so sit tight, hope you enjoy it
To begin I would like to explain my background in the area of drugs. I first became interested in drugs during the mandatory DARE classes we had in elementary school. I was even a DARE graduate (kinda ironic eh?
). Then when I was 10 my parents introduced me to The Beatles. I loved that music SO much. As we were listening, a new song began playing, “Lucy in The Sky with Diamonds.” My parents explained to me that this song was about a drug called LSD. They explained how it caused the user to see things that weren’t there. After listening to the detailed words of the song I decided that I wanted to, no, HAVE to try drugs. The experience that I am about to share occurred on January 21, 2000. At the time I was 14 and these were consecutive weekends (Bad Kinetic!
). I know, I know, this is way too young and I do not condone this at all.
Drugs were never really available to me in middle school, but when I got to high school, things changed. I had never been drunk before and wasn’t really interested in alcohol or tobacco just the illegal drugs
. In my first freshman class I overheard a sophomore talking about smoking pot. I made my interest clear and it became a daily conversation. I explained that I wanted to try some and he tried to get a friend to hook me up. Little did I know that the cops caught the guy on his way to our meeting spot. I shrugged it off and thought it was for the better.
When I got back to school after Christmas break a new person in my new first period class offered me information about a new drug, ecstasy. I had already read a little bit about it at http://www.erowid.org but never thought that I could get my hands on it. Up until this guy, I thought that ecstasy was just a mix of viagra and acid. He explained to me how good it made you feel and how great it was. I became immensely interested. He was apparently a dealer, as he showed me large amounts of pills that he was going to sell that day. He announced to those interested that he was going to have a large amount of “Christmas Trees” at the store he worked at in the mall.
NOTE: These were not the fake Trees that were also known as arrows, those had flat sides and these had ridges on the side and actually looked like a tree, they were definitely MDMA. That Friday, January 21, 2000, I told my mom that I was going to meet up with a few friends at the mall (I really didn’t, as I was rather antisocial then). When I arrived I went directly to the store. He took me to the back room and I exchanged my 25 dollars for 1 pill. I stuffed it in my pocket and was on my way. I had three hours to waist until my parents picked me up. I was TERRIBLY nervous. I thought that a cop was going to come in and bust me, it was ridiculous. I decided to go to the music store and buy the movie “The Yellow Submarine” and matching soundtrack. My parents met me in the parking lot and I was on my way home.
When we arrived I ran to my room and stuck the baggy with the pill in my desk for later. I remained downstairs and waited for my sister to get home and everyone to go to bed.
I said goodnight to everyone and headed upstairs. So many people think that e while alone is a waste but I beg to differ, It was the best night of my life. I pulled the pill out of my desk, put it on my tongue, and then chewed it (the guy I bought it from told me it would hit faster if I did this). BLEEAAKK! It was the most disgusting thing that I had ever tasted, so I gulped some water to wash it down and chewed some gum. I swallowed a few vitamin C pills as I read that Antioxidants help minimize neurotoxicity.
I decided to sit down and listed to the “Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band” Beatles CD, this was before I became interested in trance music. I began rolling my head against the pillow I was sitting against. I did this with out thinking about it at all, it just felt good. About 40 minutes after I had chewed the pill (gag!) and I wasn’t feeling anything yet. I thought that I was sold a fake pill. I realized that I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up. As I stood up I felt the most incredible rush of energy. It felt as if all of the energy in the world entered my toes, shot through my legs and arrived in my head causing a loomy euphoria. It felt wonderful!
As soon as this rush hit me, a grin appeared on my face that remained there all night. I walked into my bathroom and looked into the mirror. I usually have a negative self-image, but not tonight. My face looked wonderful and alive, my eyes were dilated and my grin was ear to ear. After seeing my ‘new’ self I let out a sigh. It felt incredible to breathe and just to be alive. I could feel the oxygen flowing through my blood.
I decided to venture outside of my room to see some new things. I looked outside my window and what would normally be a bleak winter night was a beautiful one. I decided to go outside to get a breath of fresh air. When I went outside the cold air hit me like the pill I took an hour ago. The temperature was probably 30 or 40 degrees. It felt incredible on my skin. The moon and the stars were perfect. I just felt that everything in the world was right, like if I were to create a sky I would make it the way it was then.
I had an overwhelming sense of love for everything. The trees, the grass, the air, the sky, I loved it all! My pool was so peaceful looking. There was no movement in the water at all. It just reflected the leafless trees in my backyard, very “Zen-like.” I had been outside for maybe ten minutes and decided it was time for me to go in.
A teenage male prancing around his backyard in the middle of the night probably looked a little weird. I ran up my stairs. When I reached the top I realized how pleasurable it was to climb the stairs, so I ran back down. Then up, then down, then up for good. I decided to lie down on the carpet for a rest. My arm brushed against the carpet and it felt so sensual. I began to roll around on the floor.
After a while I decided to retire to my bedroom to watch “The Yellow Submarine.” When the music hit, I was in heaven. This is the way music is supposed to sound. It was so full of energy and had such depth. Every word shot me into a whole new level. My favorite song in the movie was “Eleanor Rigby.” It was simply delightful. I began to get cold so I decided to pull up a blanket. The end of the movie was upon me. The song “It’s All Too Much” was incredibly lifting to the point where it really was all too much! I suppose that I was a little too comfortable because I fell asleep! It was only 3 hours into the trip!
I awoke at 8am with a minor headache. I always hear that the first time is the best and was angry that I missed some of the trip. I looked around and realized that my binkie, a notebook with commentary from the trip, and four empty water bottles were strewn about the floor. I quickly gathered my stuff and slipped back into sleep.
I awoke again at noon and decided to start my day. I went into my bathroom to clean my face and when I looked in the mirror I noticed that my pupils where still huge! I was terrified that my parents would know what was up. As I emerged from my room, I still felt a bit of the euphoric nature of the night before. When I saw my parents I turned away so they wouldn’t see my eyes.
Everything went smoothly. People talk about how bad the next day is but I didn’t experience any of this, I just felt great and at peace. This feeling wore off by Sunday and by the time it was Monday I was ready for school.
I immediately thanked the guy that I bought the pills from and asked if he had anymore. He said that he had two and they were mine for $50. I accepted the offer and bought the pills that Thursday at school. This was a really bad idea, I was nervous for the whole day and I vowed then to never buy or carry drugs at school.
I made it home that night just fine and put the two Tree pills in my hiding spot. I was planning my trip this time so I wouldn’t waist any of it. I decided that this time I was going to watch the movie “What Dreams May Come.” I find this movie to be very beautiful and I knew that I would be that much better on E. I waited for everyone to go to bed but my sister didn’t come home until too late to start the trip, so I decided to hold off till the next day, January 29, 2000.
I spent most of the day gathering thing for that night like the movie; some pictures, my CD’s, and water water water! Again, I waited for every one to get home/go to bed. My sister got home at about 11:30 but she wouldn’t go upstairs. She was crying about how her boyfriend broke up with her.
At Midnight I decided that I wouldn’t wait any longer so I went upstairs and did the whole chewing thing again, GROSSS! I then went downstairs to finish things up with the family. I began to get rushes while I was sitting in front of the fireplace. It felt good, but I knew that this was not the place to be rolling so I said goodnight and went in my room.
The run up the stairs was rather nice
. I entered my room and headed straight to the bathroom to look at myself. That wonderful face I saw only a week ago was there smiling wide. I checked outside my room and everyone was in their respective room.
So now I decided to try the out door thing again. The cold wind got me again, I felt on top of the world, yet again. I felt just as good as I did the week before and this more than compensated for the whole falling asleep thing. I remembered about the movie that was waiting in my room.
I ran upstairs (VERY enjoyable!) and went into my room. I settled down and pressed play. This movie is made for drugs, the visual elements are unbeatable and it is very emotional. When the scenes were in heaven, I felt as if I was there in the movie in heaven. It was great! As the movie ended I found other things to do. I looked at pictures from past vacations, listened to music and talked to some friends on the internet.
The effects of the drug began to fade very slowly. I thought about taking my last pill but I thought that I would save it for the next week. I put away all of my stuff and went to bed. I awoke at noon with the same afterglow I had the week before. Only today I had to study for a major test the next day! I really don’t recommend studying while running on no serotonin. It was hard to make it through the test but I did.
That Wednesday after school my sister was asking me about the friend of the guy I bought the pills from. She was asking if he did drugs and if I was friends with him. I said that I didn’t know him that well. Later that night when we were alone, she blurted out, “I heard you’re a big druggie.” I was so scared. That whole week I was thinking that I should tell this guy not to talk to my sister. My first response was that I had only done ecstasy. This didn’t help much.
She dragged me up to her room and told me to get my last pill. I wasn’t thinking or I would have handed her an altoid. She grabbed the pill, smelled it, then made me throw it in the toilet and flush it. It was so sad watching it go down, $25 down the toilet. My sister began telling me what the bible thinks about drugs. This made things really weird for us. She eventually made me think that she was going to tell my mom.
I got the balls up and said that I had to tell her something. She asked me what was wrong and I told her that I had done drugs. She froze and then cried. She asked me what and I told her MDMA. I felt odd saying ecstasy. This put a barrier between up that has yet to completely fade. Looking back I am somewhat glad that the pill got flushed because three weekends in a row is brutal and 14 is a bit too young. I have tried pot (lots of it) and acid, but neither are even near as rewarding as MDMA.
I told myself to wait until college to do it again but now, at 16, I think it is time. I am buying a testing kit and will definitely moderate my use(Max of 6 times a year). I am so glad that this chemical is out there, too bad it’s illegal. Be safe, keep it special!
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[ 25 August 2002: Message edited by: masheadatronic ]
To begin I would like to explain my background in the area of drugs. I first became interested in drugs during the mandatory DARE classes we had in elementary school. I was even a DARE graduate (kinda ironic eh?
Drugs were never really available to me in middle school, but when I got to high school, things changed. I had never been drunk before and wasn’t really interested in alcohol or tobacco just the illegal drugs
When I got back to school after Christmas break a new person in my new first period class offered me information about a new drug, ecstasy. I had already read a little bit about it at http://www.erowid.org but never thought that I could get my hands on it. Up until this guy, I thought that ecstasy was just a mix of viagra and acid. He explained to me how good it made you feel and how great it was. I became immensely interested. He was apparently a dealer, as he showed me large amounts of pills that he was going to sell that day. He announced to those interested that he was going to have a large amount of “Christmas Trees” at the store he worked at in the mall.
NOTE: These were not the fake Trees that were also known as arrows, those had flat sides and these had ridges on the side and actually looked like a tree, they were definitely MDMA. That Friday, January 21, 2000, I told my mom that I was going to meet up with a few friends at the mall (I really didn’t, as I was rather antisocial then). When I arrived I went directly to the store. He took me to the back room and I exchanged my 25 dollars for 1 pill. I stuffed it in my pocket and was on my way. I had three hours to waist until my parents picked me up. I was TERRIBLY nervous. I thought that a cop was going to come in and bust me, it was ridiculous. I decided to go to the music store and buy the movie “The Yellow Submarine” and matching soundtrack. My parents met me in the parking lot and I was on my way home.
When we arrived I ran to my room and stuck the baggy with the pill in my desk for later. I remained downstairs and waited for my sister to get home and everyone to go to bed.
I said goodnight to everyone and headed upstairs. So many people think that e while alone is a waste but I beg to differ, It was the best night of my life. I pulled the pill out of my desk, put it on my tongue, and then chewed it (the guy I bought it from told me it would hit faster if I did this). BLEEAAKK! It was the most disgusting thing that I had ever tasted, so I gulped some water to wash it down and chewed some gum. I swallowed a few vitamin C pills as I read that Antioxidants help minimize neurotoxicity.
I decided to sit down and listed to the “Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band” Beatles CD, this was before I became interested in trance music. I began rolling my head against the pillow I was sitting against. I did this with out thinking about it at all, it just felt good. About 40 minutes after I had chewed the pill (gag!) and I wasn’t feeling anything yet. I thought that I was sold a fake pill. I realized that I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up. As I stood up I felt the most incredible rush of energy. It felt as if all of the energy in the world entered my toes, shot through my legs and arrived in my head causing a loomy euphoria. It felt wonderful!
As soon as this rush hit me, a grin appeared on my face that remained there all night. I walked into my bathroom and looked into the mirror. I usually have a negative self-image, but not tonight. My face looked wonderful and alive, my eyes were dilated and my grin was ear to ear. After seeing my ‘new’ self I let out a sigh. It felt incredible to breathe and just to be alive. I could feel the oxygen flowing through my blood.
I decided to venture outside of my room to see some new things. I looked outside my window and what would normally be a bleak winter night was a beautiful one. I decided to go outside to get a breath of fresh air. When I went outside the cold air hit me like the pill I took an hour ago. The temperature was probably 30 or 40 degrees. It felt incredible on my skin. The moon and the stars were perfect. I just felt that everything in the world was right, like if I were to create a sky I would make it the way it was then.
I had an overwhelming sense of love for everything. The trees, the grass, the air, the sky, I loved it all! My pool was so peaceful looking. There was no movement in the water at all. It just reflected the leafless trees in my backyard, very “Zen-like.” I had been outside for maybe ten minutes and decided it was time for me to go in.
A teenage male prancing around his backyard in the middle of the night probably looked a little weird. I ran up my stairs. When I reached the top I realized how pleasurable it was to climb the stairs, so I ran back down. Then up, then down, then up for good. I decided to lie down on the carpet for a rest. My arm brushed against the carpet and it felt so sensual. I began to roll around on the floor.
After a while I decided to retire to my bedroom to watch “The Yellow Submarine.” When the music hit, I was in heaven. This is the way music is supposed to sound. It was so full of energy and had such depth. Every word shot me into a whole new level. My favorite song in the movie was “Eleanor Rigby.” It was simply delightful. I began to get cold so I decided to pull up a blanket. The end of the movie was upon me. The song “It’s All Too Much” was incredibly lifting to the point where it really was all too much! I suppose that I was a little too comfortable because I fell asleep! It was only 3 hours into the trip!
I awoke at 8am with a minor headache. I always hear that the first time is the best and was angry that I missed some of the trip. I looked around and realized that my binkie, a notebook with commentary from the trip, and four empty water bottles were strewn about the floor. I quickly gathered my stuff and slipped back into sleep.
I awoke again at noon and decided to start my day. I went into my bathroom to clean my face and when I looked in the mirror I noticed that my pupils where still huge! I was terrified that my parents would know what was up. As I emerged from my room, I still felt a bit of the euphoric nature of the night before. When I saw my parents I turned away so they wouldn’t see my eyes.
Everything went smoothly. People talk about how bad the next day is but I didn’t experience any of this, I just felt great and at peace. This feeling wore off by Sunday and by the time it was Monday I was ready for school.
I immediately thanked the guy that I bought the pills from and asked if he had anymore. He said that he had two and they were mine for $50. I accepted the offer and bought the pills that Thursday at school. This was a really bad idea, I was nervous for the whole day and I vowed then to never buy or carry drugs at school.
I made it home that night just fine and put the two Tree pills in my hiding spot. I was planning my trip this time so I wouldn’t waist any of it. I decided that this time I was going to watch the movie “What Dreams May Come.” I find this movie to be very beautiful and I knew that I would be that much better on E. I waited for everyone to go to bed but my sister didn’t come home until too late to start the trip, so I decided to hold off till the next day, January 29, 2000.
I spent most of the day gathering thing for that night like the movie; some pictures, my CD’s, and water water water! Again, I waited for every one to get home/go to bed. My sister got home at about 11:30 but she wouldn’t go upstairs. She was crying about how her boyfriend broke up with her.
At Midnight I decided that I wouldn’t wait any longer so I went upstairs and did the whole chewing thing again, GROSSS! I then went downstairs to finish things up with the family. I began to get rushes while I was sitting in front of the fireplace. It felt good, but I knew that this was not the place to be rolling so I said goodnight and went in my room.
The run up the stairs was rather nice
So now I decided to try the out door thing again. The cold wind got me again, I felt on top of the world, yet again. I felt just as good as I did the week before and this more than compensated for the whole falling asleep thing. I remembered about the movie that was waiting in my room.
I ran upstairs (VERY enjoyable!) and went into my room. I settled down and pressed play. This movie is made for drugs, the visual elements are unbeatable and it is very emotional. When the scenes were in heaven, I felt as if I was there in the movie in heaven. It was great! As the movie ended I found other things to do. I looked at pictures from past vacations, listened to music and talked to some friends on the internet.
The effects of the drug began to fade very slowly. I thought about taking my last pill but I thought that I would save it for the next week. I put away all of my stuff and went to bed. I awoke at noon with the same afterglow I had the week before. Only today I had to study for a major test the next day! I really don’t recommend studying while running on no serotonin. It was hard to make it through the test but I did.
That Wednesday after school my sister was asking me about the friend of the guy I bought the pills from. She was asking if he did drugs and if I was friends with him. I said that I didn’t know him that well. Later that night when we were alone, she blurted out, “I heard you’re a big druggie.” I was so scared. That whole week I was thinking that I should tell this guy not to talk to my sister. My first response was that I had only done ecstasy. This didn’t help much.
She dragged me up to her room and told me to get my last pill. I wasn’t thinking or I would have handed her an altoid. She grabbed the pill, smelled it, then made me throw it in the toilet and flush it. It was so sad watching it go down, $25 down the toilet. My sister began telling me what the bible thinks about drugs. This made things really weird for us. She eventually made me think that she was going to tell my mom.
I got the balls up and said that I had to tell her something. She asked me what was wrong and I told her that I had done drugs. She froze and then cried. She asked me what and I told her MDMA. I felt odd saying ecstasy. This put a barrier between up that has yet to completely fade. Looking back I am somewhat glad that the pill got flushed because three weekends in a row is brutal and 14 is a bit too young. I have tried pot (lots of it) and acid, but neither are even near as rewarding as MDMA.
I told myself to wait until college to do it again but now, at 16, I think it is time. I am buying a testing kit and will definitely moderate my use(Max of 6 times a year). I am so glad that this chemical is out there, too bad it’s illegal. Be safe, keep it special!
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[ 25 August 2002: Message edited by: masheadatronic ]
