locombiano
Bluelighter
A few nights ago, i was ringing around to see what was heppening that night. one of my mates chick was having a party so that was sweet.
then one of my mates J rings up and says he's keen to try some ice. i say im keen. so we ring up this other dude, T, so he can hook us up with the ice and a half ounce o green. I also convince my other make K, to try some. he's never done anything other than weed, so he was amped about the idea.
after walking around for a fair bit in the rain to get our stuff, we go back to this dudes house. me and my mate were pretty excited. we'd herd some good shit about meth. we proceed to smoke the point between the three of us in my mates new crack pipe. it really surprised me how much smoke i'd blow out after just smoking a little crystal. during that we smoked a few cones.
after a while i started to feel, i dunno, like my chest was expanding, and i just felt really confident and calm, like i could do anything. i started to buzz a bit.
my mate K came and picked me and J up to go to this party. we get back, walk into the party, stay there for a bit, drink some beers. K is keen to try the ice, and was a bit annoyed that we started smoking without him. i told him not to worry, we had plenty more.
so we go across to sum toilets in a grand stand and proceeded to smoke our ice. at first my mate J thought he'd lost it. turns out it was right in front of his face, on his back. he was definately feeling it. We finish the point between the three of us, then head back to the party. its starting to die down, so we head up to the grandstand with C. J, K, C and myselt start smoking cones. we were fully feeling it now. just really hyped and energetic. i felt like i could walk around the world right now.
C had to go home, so we proceeded talking. and talk we did. absolute bullshit came out of our mouths, as well as re-telling good ol memories. after what felt like 2 hours of talking, smoking and sipping sum beers, we check the watch, and to our astonishment, it had only been 10 minutes. WTF!!!!! we absolutely freaked. we'd only been there 10 minutes wen it felt about 2 hours. we must've been talking as fast as fuck. anyway, we just laughed, and kept on smoking cones.
after this im really not sure in what order things happened, they all just blend into each other.
i think after that we missioned it to the main road to buy sum ciggies at like 3 in the morning. then we missioned it all the way back to the beach, and sat in the carpark smoking more cones. i was starting to trip out now. i was also really agitated, couldn't stop my hands moving, and i was jumpy cause i kept on hearing shit.
i looked up into the sky and froze. SUN LIGHT. AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH. i couldn't take it. i felt like a vampire, i was a creature of the night! then people starting popping out of nowhere. so we moved off into some sand dunes and smoked some more.
it was about 5-6 in the morning, and i was still speeding my ass off. i then realised that my vision was a bit weird. it seemed as if everythig was a bit blurred, but only slightly. edges weren't as sharp as they were suppose to be.
we then walked up to the end of the beach in some cave. we were absolutely freezing our asses off, i mean, i couldn't feel my fingers. we started bitching about who got the beany, as there was only one.
turns out we lost the dam cone piece, so we couldn't smoke in the cave. typical stoners. if i had kept the one cone piece, i couldve saved myself a fair bit o money.
we went to buy some more ciggies, and then we went to the school to sit down, chill out a bit. it was about 6-7 so it was quite light. the thing i like about meth is there isn't really much of a come down, it sort of just wares of. but the weed, well, it just made us a bit tired.
my memory was shot to pieces throughout the night. trying to remember was like holding water in my cupped hands. we'd punch a cone, then wen we would resume talking, we couldn't remember wat we were saying. it got a bit frustrating at times.
while at the school, we rolled a dooby. i was sitting there, spacing out, wen J exclaimes loudly, "WTF, theres a pile of weed sitting here". K and i just scrambled over to look. and sure enough, on the floor boards, was just sitting a pile of green with a lighter about 10 cm's away. the weed angels really out did themselves. this just topped of our night. our dooby name became even fatter. we smoked it and it brought out the meth again. i was becoming really restless and agitated again.
throughout the night i felt like there was a bond between me, J and K. we are already best mates, but the whole night just made our friendship stronger. it was a pretty cool experience to share.
for K it was the first time he had done something other than weed. next step j and i are gonna take him to a rave. i just know he'll love it.
one thing thought, throughout the whole night, K did not stop talking. for 9 hours he only paused to smoke a cone or a ciggie, and for breath. my ears were nearly bleeding.
we'd tell him to shut up or he'd realise he was talking to much, he'd apologise, and then he'd start up all over again, as if nothing. it was funny, he just kept forgetting to try not talk as much.
anyway, it was a fun night, really enjoyed the meth, but i dont want to do it to often. i heard its really addictive.
still, can't wait till next time!
then one of my mates J rings up and says he's keen to try some ice. i say im keen. so we ring up this other dude, T, so he can hook us up with the ice and a half ounce o green. I also convince my other make K, to try some. he's never done anything other than weed, so he was amped about the idea.
after walking around for a fair bit in the rain to get our stuff, we go back to this dudes house. me and my mate were pretty excited. we'd herd some good shit about meth. we proceed to smoke the point between the three of us in my mates new crack pipe. it really surprised me how much smoke i'd blow out after just smoking a little crystal. during that we smoked a few cones.
after a while i started to feel, i dunno, like my chest was expanding, and i just felt really confident and calm, like i could do anything. i started to buzz a bit.
my mate K came and picked me and J up to go to this party. we get back, walk into the party, stay there for a bit, drink some beers. K is keen to try the ice, and was a bit annoyed that we started smoking without him. i told him not to worry, we had plenty more.
so we go across to sum toilets in a grand stand and proceeded to smoke our ice. at first my mate J thought he'd lost it. turns out it was right in front of his face, on his back. he was definately feeling it. We finish the point between the three of us, then head back to the party. its starting to die down, so we head up to the grandstand with C. J, K, C and myselt start smoking cones. we were fully feeling it now. just really hyped and energetic. i felt like i could walk around the world right now.
C had to go home, so we proceeded talking. and talk we did. absolute bullshit came out of our mouths, as well as re-telling good ol memories. after what felt like 2 hours of talking, smoking and sipping sum beers, we check the watch, and to our astonishment, it had only been 10 minutes. WTF!!!!! we absolutely freaked. we'd only been there 10 minutes wen it felt about 2 hours. we must've been talking as fast as fuck. anyway, we just laughed, and kept on smoking cones.
after this im really not sure in what order things happened, they all just blend into each other.
i think after that we missioned it to the main road to buy sum ciggies at like 3 in the morning. then we missioned it all the way back to the beach, and sat in the carpark smoking more cones. i was starting to trip out now. i was also really agitated, couldn't stop my hands moving, and i was jumpy cause i kept on hearing shit.
i looked up into the sky and froze. SUN LIGHT. AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH. i couldn't take it. i felt like a vampire, i was a creature of the night! then people starting popping out of nowhere. so we moved off into some sand dunes and smoked some more.
it was about 5-6 in the morning, and i was still speeding my ass off. i then realised that my vision was a bit weird. it seemed as if everythig was a bit blurred, but only slightly. edges weren't as sharp as they were suppose to be.
we then walked up to the end of the beach in some cave. we were absolutely freezing our asses off, i mean, i couldn't feel my fingers. we started bitching about who got the beany, as there was only one.
turns out we lost the dam cone piece, so we couldn't smoke in the cave. typical stoners. if i had kept the one cone piece, i couldve saved myself a fair bit o money.
we went to buy some more ciggies, and then we went to the school to sit down, chill out a bit. it was about 6-7 so it was quite light. the thing i like about meth is there isn't really much of a come down, it sort of just wares of. but the weed, well, it just made us a bit tired.
my memory was shot to pieces throughout the night. trying to remember was like holding water in my cupped hands. we'd punch a cone, then wen we would resume talking, we couldn't remember wat we were saying. it got a bit frustrating at times.
while at the school, we rolled a dooby. i was sitting there, spacing out, wen J exclaimes loudly, "WTF, theres a pile of weed sitting here". K and i just scrambled over to look. and sure enough, on the floor boards, was just sitting a pile of green with a lighter about 10 cm's away. the weed angels really out did themselves. this just topped of our night. our dooby name became even fatter. we smoked it and it brought out the meth again. i was becoming really restless and agitated again.
throughout the night i felt like there was a bond between me, J and K. we are already best mates, but the whole night just made our friendship stronger. it was a pretty cool experience to share.
for K it was the first time he had done something other than weed. next step j and i are gonna take him to a rave. i just know he'll love it.
one thing thought, throughout the whole night, K did not stop talking. for 9 hours he only paused to smoke a cone or a ciggie, and for breath. my ears were nearly bleeding.
we'd tell him to shut up or he'd realise he was talking to much, he'd apologise, and then he'd start up all over again, as if nothing. it was funny, he just kept forgetting to try not talk as much.
anyway, it was a fun night, really enjoyed the meth, but i dont want to do it to often. i heard its really addictive.
still, can't wait till next time!
