#Intothemdrugs
Greenlighter
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- Jun 3, 2013
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First I want to say that I had never done any type of psychedelic in my life, except for weed and those who count DXM. I took it for my first time at around 11:45 on a Friday, at the end of my 3rd hour class (BTW I DO NOT condone doing any type of psychedelic in school. The ONLY reason I was not caught was I have amazing friends that helped me get through the rest of the day). I took 1 tab. After the hour got out (at 11:45, I took it right when everyone was leaving), I headed to the lunch room to buy some food. I met up with my friend while in the lunch line after about 10 minutes. While walking to a secluded part of the school with her, after about 15 minutes, I began to notice visual changes and bluntly stated "trees are tall" (she still mocks me for it and it is a code word letting her know I am high or vice-versa). After about 30 minutes of sitting in the hallway we sit, I begin to lose touch with what is going on. At one point my friend tells me a joke and I laugh at the setup before the punchline. Colors are now more pronounced, and I find talking hard. My friend starts snapping in my face, and I hit her arm (I apologized profusely afterwards). After lunch (about 45 minutes from buying food), things are whacky. Colors are brighter, people look different. I feel like they all know, but not in a bad way. My friend and I walk back to the cafeteria where we sit for our online class. Visuals are very pronounced now, colors come alive. The finish on the wood on the schools desks are flowing like water. I laugh at everything and am in complete bliss. My friend from the lunch room walks over with another girl, and I wave frantically, unaware that the girl with her is balling her eyes out. When she sits down she gives me what I took to be a nasty look, and then talks to her friends about whats going on. I sit next to my friend and try not to laugh. I giggle a little through it (not at her of course, I felt terrible that I was laughing and she crying), and then my friend explains my situation to her. after this hour (hours are 70 minutes in my school, so 130 minutes after ingestion) I am walked up the stairs to my 5th hour, where we read "Tuesdays With Morrie". On the shades there are blue diamonds with purple diamonds in them as well as yellow diamonds with green diamonds in them. The space in between the shades was flowing back and forth. After almost crying at "Tuesdays with Morrie", I take the bus home. The visuals have almost all faded by now, but I am still getting a mood lift, and begin deep conversation with my friend. I get home, read more "Tuesdays with Morrie" (and cry), and then hang out with my family for the night. A slight headache occurs after comedown at about 5:00, but besides that, no adverse reactions.
On my second trip, I decide to take two tabs, at the beginning of 3rd hour (chemistry is before, and tripping with hydrochloric acid is not a good idea). I am not prepared for it as well as before, and it hits me harder. The black desks in my third hour start to become covered in patterns after about 30 minutes. There is a strong bitter taste in my mouth from the tabs. As I am sitting there, Things become even more distorted. Colors ripple into and out of nothing, walls move, the words on my computer screen shift back and forth to the point where I cannot read them. After this hour, my friend walks me to the first floor, and I almost fall down the stairs. Everything is moving. Tiles, walls, everything. He escorts me to the restroom. When I leave, he is gone. As I walk back to where my friends congregate at lunch, I sit down and wait, eating nothing. My friends arrive, and all I say all lunch is "trees are tall". The white washed walls have colored patterns on them flowing like a lava lamp, and my friends hair has a rainbow of colors radiating from each strand. I am entranced. After this, my friend and I walk back to the cafe, where a third person joins us. He plays music and moves back and forth rhythmically, and I cannot stop laughing. To me he looks like a chameleon and he has a rainbow of colors coming from his eyes. I look back to my friend. She has squares on her forehead and they are moving and changing colors. I look outside and I think a Tree is pointing and laughing at me. the road onto which my cafeteria is located gradually turns in a 90 degree angle, and this is changing and colors are morphing on the curve. I use the bathroom, and it feels like the stall is rocking back and forth. My friend runs in the bathroom and slams into my stall. I jump as high as I can, and do not know what happened. After this, my friends escort me to my fifth hour, where we write a paper. Mine is not even on the subject. The same thing happens with the tiles on the curtains. After this hour of writing, I take the bus home. Still some visuals, but nothing major. I get home and lay on my bed. Everything looks like it is underwater in a way. As in the lines that define things like doors distort and curve up and down. I take a nap because my mom is in the next room. I wake up with a migraine, and decide to smoke some weed. I do, fall asleep for a few more hours, wake up at midnight with a migraine still, take ibuprofen, and went to bed.
All in all, my trips went pretty well, aside from the migraine.
On my second trip, I decide to take two tabs, at the beginning of 3rd hour (chemistry is before, and tripping with hydrochloric acid is not a good idea). I am not prepared for it as well as before, and it hits me harder. The black desks in my third hour start to become covered in patterns after about 30 minutes. There is a strong bitter taste in my mouth from the tabs. As I am sitting there, Things become even more distorted. Colors ripple into and out of nothing, walls move, the words on my computer screen shift back and forth to the point where I cannot read them. After this hour, my friend walks me to the first floor, and I almost fall down the stairs. Everything is moving. Tiles, walls, everything. He escorts me to the restroom. When I leave, he is gone. As I walk back to where my friends congregate at lunch, I sit down and wait, eating nothing. My friends arrive, and all I say all lunch is "trees are tall". The white washed walls have colored patterns on them flowing like a lava lamp, and my friends hair has a rainbow of colors radiating from each strand. I am entranced. After this, my friend and I walk back to the cafe, where a third person joins us. He plays music and moves back and forth rhythmically, and I cannot stop laughing. To me he looks like a chameleon and he has a rainbow of colors coming from his eyes. I look back to my friend. She has squares on her forehead and they are moving and changing colors. I look outside and I think a Tree is pointing and laughing at me. the road onto which my cafeteria is located gradually turns in a 90 degree angle, and this is changing and colors are morphing on the curve. I use the bathroom, and it feels like the stall is rocking back and forth. My friend runs in the bathroom and slams into my stall. I jump as high as I can, and do not know what happened. After this, my friends escort me to my fifth hour, where we write a paper. Mine is not even on the subject. The same thing happens with the tiles on the curtains. After this hour of writing, I take the bus home. Still some visuals, but nothing major. I get home and lay on my bed. Everything looks like it is underwater in a way. As in the lines that define things like doors distort and curve up and down. I take a nap because my mom is in the next room. I wake up with a migraine, and decide to smoke some weed. I do, fall asleep for a few more hours, wake up at midnight with a migraine still, take ibuprofen, and went to bed.
All in all, my trips went pretty well, aside from the migraine.
