[edit] -- totally thought it was nitrous... so I replaced the places where I said "nitrous" with dustoff
So, I tried dustoff (thinking it was nitrous) for the first time tonight. It was interesting, but I don't think it's worth taking a lot. I feel like I'm ruining my braincells. Plus, one of our friends is an idiot while under the influence of anything, and that turned out to bite us.
I walked in to our apartment after working out, to my roommates lighting up a new bong they had just bought. So I went to go take a shower, then join them. When I got out, instead of weed, I found them with dustoff, and they offered some to me. -- I feel kinda bad, because if I do a drug, I like to know the downsides to the drug before I do it; and, I didn't read up on nitrous -- anyway, I took a small 'hit' of the stuff, and found a nice little numbing buzz. I didn't laugh too much, so I thought I either didn't take a big enough hit, or I'm taking some other lame drug.
A few minutes later, I went in for the second hit. I took a big one, probably 5-6 seconds of inhaling the dustoff. That's when I really felt it. The first affect I noticed was the buzz and numbness in my face; the second affect, a lightheaded feeling; the third, the buzz started moving up and down my face; then the hard trance techno I had playing in the background seemingly slowed down. I felt like I actually heard the beat and the melody get slower. It pulsed inside my head and vibrated through my body, and I stared at the laptop in front of me, which pierced through everything else in the room. All of the lights, and the silhouettes of the people all seemed to spin and blend with the background, while the laptop shined on vividly. I then leaned back into the couch and closed my eyes... *closes eyes*
Everything's black, and I got lost in my own mind. I started to have a seemingly weak dream, it was a long dream that I forgot shortly after. I remember seeing some of my family in it, and I was happy in it, but I woke up a minute later with my roommate kind of freaked out that my eyes were closed for so long. Apparently she put her hands on my chest to see if my heart was beating (she was a bit freaked out)... but I didn't feel nor hear any of my roommates in the background. I'm not sure if I passed out or not, but it was weird.
After that, I took some more of the nitrous and that's when I decided I didn't like the feeling of it. It felt like my face was numb, my tongue was vibrating, and I felt oblivious to any sort of emotional pain. It almost felt like I had eradicated all the bad things in the world, only to ruin the good things. I suddenly missed the feeling of pain, or cold air, or worrying. Without the bad feelings, the good feelings become bad-- don't worry, not a revelation I had or anything... just the decision I came to about dustoff (lol).
Well, anyway, we took some more of the stuff, looked at some trippy youtube videos, and some other stuff, but one of my roommate's friends just couldn't stop taking the stuff, and he ran into the bathroom with it. We didn't notice for like a minute, but we ran into the bathroom to find him fucked up leaning on the toilet and floor. He was spaced, gone, nearly passed out. He must have fallen backwards on the toilet, because the top part of it was now shattered and was flooding the bathroom. Idiot friend. I was pissed at him, and threw him out of the room, and fixed the fucking toilet (which we have to replace now
; he's paying).
I think I like weed better, there's less of a body high on it. And I know what to expect... and it feels less dangerous.
Up next: first time on shrooms, acid, mdma, dxm, and whatever else happens to conjure itself up in my path.
So, I tried dustoff (thinking it was nitrous) for the first time tonight. It was interesting, but I don't think it's worth taking a lot. I feel like I'm ruining my braincells. Plus, one of our friends is an idiot while under the influence of anything, and that turned out to bite us.
I walked in to our apartment after working out, to my roommates lighting up a new bong they had just bought. So I went to go take a shower, then join them. When I got out, instead of weed, I found them with dustoff, and they offered some to me. -- I feel kinda bad, because if I do a drug, I like to know the downsides to the drug before I do it; and, I didn't read up on nitrous -- anyway, I took a small 'hit' of the stuff, and found a nice little numbing buzz. I didn't laugh too much, so I thought I either didn't take a big enough hit, or I'm taking some other lame drug.
A few minutes later, I went in for the second hit. I took a big one, probably 5-6 seconds of inhaling the dustoff. That's when I really felt it. The first affect I noticed was the buzz and numbness in my face; the second affect, a lightheaded feeling; the third, the buzz started moving up and down my face; then the hard trance techno I had playing in the background seemingly slowed down. I felt like I actually heard the beat and the melody get slower. It pulsed inside my head and vibrated through my body, and I stared at the laptop in front of me, which pierced through everything else in the room. All of the lights, and the silhouettes of the people all seemed to spin and blend with the background, while the laptop shined on vividly. I then leaned back into the couch and closed my eyes... *closes eyes*
Everything's black, and I got lost in my own mind. I started to have a seemingly weak dream, it was a long dream that I forgot shortly after. I remember seeing some of my family in it, and I was happy in it, but I woke up a minute later with my roommate kind of freaked out that my eyes were closed for so long. Apparently she put her hands on my chest to see if my heart was beating (she was a bit freaked out)... but I didn't feel nor hear any of my roommates in the background. I'm not sure if I passed out or not, but it was weird.
After that, I took some more of the nitrous and that's when I decided I didn't like the feeling of it. It felt like my face was numb, my tongue was vibrating, and I felt oblivious to any sort of emotional pain. It almost felt like I had eradicated all the bad things in the world, only to ruin the good things. I suddenly missed the feeling of pain, or cold air, or worrying. Without the bad feelings, the good feelings become bad-- don't worry, not a revelation I had or anything... just the decision I came to about dustoff (lol).
Well, anyway, we took some more of the stuff, looked at some trippy youtube videos, and some other stuff, but one of my roommate's friends just couldn't stop taking the stuff, and he ran into the bathroom with it. We didn't notice for like a minute, but we ran into the bathroom to find him fucked up leaning on the toilet and floor. He was spaced, gone, nearly passed out. He must have fallen backwards on the toilet, because the top part of it was now shattered and was flooding the bathroom. Idiot friend. I was pissed at him, and threw him out of the room, and fixed the fucking toilet (which we have to replace now
; he's paying).I think I like weed better, there's less of a body high on it. And I know what to expect... and it feels less dangerous.
Up next: first time on shrooms, acid, mdma, dxm, and whatever else happens to conjure itself up in my path.
