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Bluelighter
Yesterday was my birthday, I just turned 17. I wanted to hippie flip since it was birthday. I am semi-experienced with mdma, wasn't worried about this at all, more about the shrooms, how I was going to react.
Me and about 15 friends met a one of my friend's house, his parents left for the weekend. I got out my 3g of shrooms at 7:10 PM. I was taking my time to eat them, with some fudge-o cookies and a kitkat, while my friend was rolling a blunt, to get rid of the nausea when I was done eating.
At 8:00, I only had a small amount to eat, was already coming up, laughing, having fun, very space minded. About 5 of my friends, who left earlier to get alchool came back.
At 8:10, I was done eating the shrooms, coming up a lot more now. There was so many people, talking and stuff, I was just lost and not very confortable. Like if I had no control because there was too many people.
At 8:15, we went to smoke the said blunt. While smoking, I was trying to tell the story of Cheech and Chong, when Cheech calls some spanish people "pendejos" because he doesn't know spanish, but kept getting lost in my toughts, which felt a bit frustrating.
At 8:30, we came back inside, was very baked, people hadn't start drinking yet. We just all sat around a table. Half of us were baked, I was tripping, and we were having quite a good time.
At 9:00, a girl came to party with us, but things started to get awkward, it felt like nobody was talking, actually, nobody was talking, but I was wondering why, and I tought that was very funny!! I laughed alone for about 30 minutes, because nobody was talking. I had a great time, even though I couldn't understand a single thing. Toughts were racing in my mind, but time passed so slowly.
I decided to listen to some music, had a very hard time choosing songs, seemed like everything was turning, in a spiral way on my screen, making me laugh
.
At around 9:30, 2 other girls came, and one of my friend, then they decided to get the alchool out. I was confortable with the idea at the begining, they could have a good time too.
But things started to get out of hand, so I decided to sit down downstairs with some friends. I was hearing people upstairs, yelling, hearing beers and glasses knocking on each other, almost falling on the ground.
Many people were coming downstairs to go pee. One of my friend, just so dizzy said : "Haha, i just downed like 5 beers in 15 minutes". Me and the other people downstairs said to eachother "this isn't going very well...".
Paranoia begun to start in my mind. I had mdma on me, but things were too crazy for me to take it. It was getting late, around 10:30, and you are not allowed to make too much noise after 11:00, or the police can come if some neighboors decide to call the police. I was just freaking out. "What if the police come, and they find all the pills on me!!". So I just decided to go lay down, wishing for my trip to finish, I was very sick of the trip. I wanted it to be over so I could sleep.
Time was going so slow, I was just telling myself I would never go to school anymore, because monday is so fat away! Was thinking I wouldn't see my family anymore. Then I was just thinking that after tripping, my mind could be fucked up and I would stay in this state for the rest of my life.
From 10:30 to 11:00, I just listened to music, downstairs, trying to chill out. I was thirsty, but scared to go upstairs. When I was touching my face, I couldn't feel anything, like if you went to the dentist and they just "freeze?!" a part of your mouth. I was sticking my tongue out to lick my lips, but wasn't feeling my tongue. Was moving my mouth, but didn't feel like it was moving.
At 11:15 or so, I decided to go upstairs, I was very close from calling my mom so she could get me home, or taking to bus to leave. People were still partying and I was just imagining all those prevention posters you see, with people passed out on the floor from downing alchool, etc. When I got upstairs, I saw like 30 beers on the table, people drunk as fuck. I was telling myself "Omg, what are they doing? -_-". I was just lost, was walking around the table, people were saying : "Wtf are you doing?", I wasn't answering.
I went to see 2 of my good friends, who didn't drink. Convinced them about taking a walk, to change my mind. Told them how I was feeling lost and couldn't understand anything. They also said they didn't like the ambiance at the party, so we decided to leave. We walked for about an hour to take to bus at 12:15. It was rainy outside, but we were having a good and honest talk, about everything that was going on.
We got at my friend's house at 1:00, decided to eat a bit, and just chill on the couch. We played some xbox and listened to some family guy, then decided to go to sleep.
I just felt like this was a good experience, but that alchool and my friends abusing it, ruined it. Also, at some point, I was almost forgetting I had to breath. It's like if my toughts were running so fast in my mind, I was forgetting vital things. It'll take a while for me to do psychedelics again, but next time I do it, I will make sure it's not in a party but in a chilling with not many friends, and only bud present.
In conclusion, I hate alchool more than I did before, seeing how it made people behave. But the best part of the night was when I was seeing everything in a greenish color. And when I drank some juice in my glass, I looked through my glass, then after putting it down, I was seeing everything just as I was still looking through the glass!
I guess I will just ingest less shrooms next time, maybe the idea of hippie flipping is not dead inside of me.
Thanks for reading me, hope it was interresting, it's my first report also, but I hope not the last
Tagged by Xorkoth
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Me and about 15 friends met a one of my friend's house, his parents left for the weekend. I got out my 3g of shrooms at 7:10 PM. I was taking my time to eat them, with some fudge-o cookies and a kitkat, while my friend was rolling a blunt, to get rid of the nausea when I was done eating.
At 8:00, I only had a small amount to eat, was already coming up, laughing, having fun, very space minded. About 5 of my friends, who left earlier to get alchool came back.
At 8:10, I was done eating the shrooms, coming up a lot more now. There was so many people, talking and stuff, I was just lost and not very confortable. Like if I had no control because there was too many people.
At 8:15, we went to smoke the said blunt. While smoking, I was trying to tell the story of Cheech and Chong, when Cheech calls some spanish people "pendejos" because he doesn't know spanish, but kept getting lost in my toughts, which felt a bit frustrating.
At 8:30, we came back inside, was very baked, people hadn't start drinking yet. We just all sat around a table. Half of us were baked, I was tripping, and we were having quite a good time.
At 9:00, a girl came to party with us, but things started to get awkward, it felt like nobody was talking, actually, nobody was talking, but I was wondering why, and I tought that was very funny!! I laughed alone for about 30 minutes, because nobody was talking. I had a great time, even though I couldn't understand a single thing. Toughts were racing in my mind, but time passed so slowly.
I decided to listen to some music, had a very hard time choosing songs, seemed like everything was turning, in a spiral way on my screen, making me laugh
.At around 9:30, 2 other girls came, and one of my friend, then they decided to get the alchool out. I was confortable with the idea at the begining, they could have a good time too.
But things started to get out of hand, so I decided to sit down downstairs with some friends. I was hearing people upstairs, yelling, hearing beers and glasses knocking on each other, almost falling on the ground.
Many people were coming downstairs to go pee. One of my friend, just so dizzy said : "Haha, i just downed like 5 beers in 15 minutes". Me and the other people downstairs said to eachother "this isn't going very well...".
Paranoia begun to start in my mind. I had mdma on me, but things were too crazy for me to take it. It was getting late, around 10:30, and you are not allowed to make too much noise after 11:00, or the police can come if some neighboors decide to call the police. I was just freaking out. "What if the police come, and they find all the pills on me!!". So I just decided to go lay down, wishing for my trip to finish, I was very sick of the trip. I wanted it to be over so I could sleep.
Time was going so slow, I was just telling myself I would never go to school anymore, because monday is so fat away! Was thinking I wouldn't see my family anymore. Then I was just thinking that after tripping, my mind could be fucked up and I would stay in this state for the rest of my life.
From 10:30 to 11:00, I just listened to music, downstairs, trying to chill out. I was thirsty, but scared to go upstairs. When I was touching my face, I couldn't feel anything, like if you went to the dentist and they just "freeze?!" a part of your mouth. I was sticking my tongue out to lick my lips, but wasn't feeling my tongue. Was moving my mouth, but didn't feel like it was moving.
At 11:15 or so, I decided to go upstairs, I was very close from calling my mom so she could get me home, or taking to bus to leave. People were still partying and I was just imagining all those prevention posters you see, with people passed out on the floor from downing alchool, etc. When I got upstairs, I saw like 30 beers on the table, people drunk as fuck. I was telling myself "Omg, what are they doing? -_-". I was just lost, was walking around the table, people were saying : "Wtf are you doing?", I wasn't answering.
I went to see 2 of my good friends, who didn't drink. Convinced them about taking a walk, to change my mind. Told them how I was feeling lost and couldn't understand anything. They also said they didn't like the ambiance at the party, so we decided to leave. We walked for about an hour to take to bus at 12:15. It was rainy outside, but we were having a good and honest talk, about everything that was going on.
We got at my friend's house at 1:00, decided to eat a bit, and just chill on the couch. We played some xbox and listened to some family guy, then decided to go to sleep.
I just felt like this was a good experience, but that alchool and my friends abusing it, ruined it. Also, at some point, I was almost forgetting I had to breath. It's like if my toughts were running so fast in my mind, I was forgetting vital things. It'll take a while for me to do psychedelics again, but next time I do it, I will make sure it's not in a party but in a chilling with not many friends, and only bud present.
In conclusion, I hate alchool more than I did before, seeing how it made people behave. But the best part of the night was when I was seeing everything in a greenish color. And when I drank some juice in my glass, I looked through my glass, then after putting it down, I was seeing everything just as I was still looking through the glass!
I guess I will just ingest less shrooms next time, maybe the idea of hippie flipping is not dead inside of me.
Thanks for reading me, hope it was interresting, it's my first report also, but I hope not the last
Tagged by Xorkoth
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