Tokey-tokerson
Bluelighter
This is the story of a botched attempt at attending my college orientation which was 2.5 days total.
This story includes copius amounts of the following:
1. Oxycodone- Basically no exp
2. Meth- Of which I was addicted to at the time
3. Benzos- Semi experienced, took for coming down
3a. Klonpin
3b valium
4. Hard Alcohol- Not that experienced (was trying to keep healthy)
5. Weed- Smoke weed everyday, cause you know your going to die one day
One of the girls I was living with at my house decided she didn't want to go to college and moved back home with her parents. I had no problem with this because my freind the skateboarder could stay in her room. This binge started somewhat subconsiously The night 2 days before the first day of orientation. The skateboarder to my knowledge had only smoked weed before this.
(one very long 48 hour day)
I was drinking Captain Morgan with the skateboarder to celebrate the beggining of college, it was about 7 clock at night. Earlier that day the skateborder had pulled an almost full bottle of oxycontin 40's out of his ass, which made me very happy because he knew that I had been wanting some and he had been bumming for about a month. After he did that I decided to drink some of the girls Captain with him lator that night.
My plan was to snort some meth at 5, start drinking and smoking weed at 7 and then eventually turn in around 12-1am. So we start drinking at 7, and because I was unaccustomed to drinking I got very drunk and stoned. Soon I found myself walking around town and trying to skateboard near this mom pop drug store that I had never seen. A man appeared to be coming out of it and when asked he said it was 2 oclock, and agreed to give us a ride back to my house.
When we got back to the house I was still pretty drunk so I decided I would just stay up all night meth. The skateboarder had never tried it so I set him up a line that I knew was way to much, but I thought it would be funny, so I let him snort it anyway. Very soon we were both wired out of our minds talking about random stuff like what we were doing when we were 2 years old. The ussual, you know. The skateboarder said he was starting to feel like he was going to die because his heart was going to fast. That's when the oxycodone came back to me. I told him we had better take some oxycodone to calm down.
I preped 3 of the oxycontins for the two of us, which comes out to 60mgs a peice, for insuflation. I did mine first. I did not know it at the time but opiates were my favorite drug. As it started to kick in, I felt a pressure on my stomach, that spread slowly to the rest of my body and I felt the best I had ever felt in my entire life. It's an indescribably feeling, the warm pressure you feel around your head and body that keeps all the wrong things in the world from bothering you. That makes you feel like you could accomplish more in your life that you ever thought possible. In short, it did nothing short of giving me my dreams and ambitions back from when I was a small child while protecting me from negative thoughts. Yes, it was that good. The skateboarder did not agree and decided to puke on my bed. God damnit that shit stunk.
After the skateboarder regained composer we decided to jog to the all night conveniant store about 1.5 miles away and pick up some gatoraide mix. We ran all the way there, and all the way back (stopping so that skateboarder could puke all over everywhere). It was the easiest run I ever went on, and I decided to run it again, I couldn't feel any burning in my muscles at all. So I left alone and ran another 3 miles, when I came back the skateboarder was asleep on my couch. It was about 7-
clock the next day.
We spent much of this day snorting meth and getting the house cleaned up and organized, after much methed out talk of organizing a party when we met people at orientation. The skateboarder left on foot for about 2 hours and came back with 4 guys who said they were getting a kilo of cocaine and we were going to buy some. I told them I wasn't buying any but skateboarded told them excitedly that he would (this is what happens to your brain on meth).
(the night before oreintation day)
That night we were coming down a bit, so we decided to take some klonpin (I had been up a total of 3 days now). Skateboarder was weary of taking more drugs, but I told him it was next to impossible to overdose on benzo's and to just take them. we drank a little more captain. I was in the kitchen eating pizza when I saw skateboarder turn up a pill bottle and eat about 5 pills. DEAR GOD DO YOU WANT TO DIE (not sure I actually said this but it seems fitting). He said, don't worry man this is the valium my mom has these things. So add another 4-50mgs of valium for him if you are keeping score.
(day of orientation?)
When I awoke it was early dawn and the tv in the living room was gone, and I had bruises on my right side of my stomach. I had to get to the bottom of this! I thought. I was kind of depressed though so I snorted a huge line of meth and chewed 80mgs of oxycontin orally So I woke up skateboarder and we headed to college oreintation to get there early. The oxycodone came on just like before and I had found a new zeal for life. I asked a passerby when orientation started and he said, he said, "Well your supposed to look on the sheet they gave you yeasturday and pick what your interested in and go to that building".
So fuck we had apperantly slept for about 30 hours, no shit, and missed the entire first day. I was in a state of high ambitions and new hope though, so I just asked him where the biology department was, remebering that I had checked that on the form when I signed up. So I went on to the session, and skateboarder went back to the house and I presume smoked weed all day long.
After the class our group went to meet up with the other groups at the caffeteria. The drugs were wearing thin but all I had was 40mg oxycontin and a 2mg klonpin in my pocket so I poped them and chewed them up. At lunch I spotted the guy who was trying to sell coke to the skateboarder and sat down with their group of the same 4 guys and a girl, that would lator become my first girlfreind at college. We can call her skinny, because she is like kate moss skinny. I sat down beside her and immediately got a reaction from the head hauncho of the cokatears, "You sure were passed out yeasturday". Huh, what was he talking about? "Yeah we couldn't even wake you up when we were shooting you with the airgun". I immediately went into pissed off fighting mode and started grilling them for the story.
"We came to your house yeasturday to give your homeboy the coke, but he didn't have any money, Man he was fucked up!, he told us to take the TV and give him a gram and he would hit us with $80 bucks today. We tried to wake you up but you were passed out. So we traded him." I want my fucking TV back. "Well he owes us 80 bucks and if we don't get it we're keeping the TV.". God damned that fucking asshole. So I went to their house (which turned out to be right across the street), and gave them 80 bucks for my TV back.
Apon entering the house I decided to freak the fuck out and throwing things around (this was probably on account of the klonpin but who knows?) demanding that skateboarder give me the coke GODDAMNIT!! He told me I wouldn't want it. I was in the bullshit I want whatever you got to your name mentallity so he gave it to me. I snorted a line and got the worst burning sensation. I'm pretty sure it was just salt, but it didn't do anything to me regardless.
I decided to start drinking to calm down because there was a big show at the student center for all the new coming freshmen in about 2 hours (around 7 oclock at night). I didn't drink all that much, maybe one shot, until I decided to forget it and snort a lot of oxycontin. I snorted 100mg, right before the show. I remember this because it was to become my first super strong nod.
Speaking of bad desicions, did I tell you that I drove to the student center right after? I was nodding and just wanted to park, I noticed a lot of people walking on the street where I was driving so I just pulled to the side and parked. On entering the student center I saw skinny and called her over and we sat together right behind the dance team in the balconey. I noticed that the dance team was all black and remarked "Jesus it looks like the affirmative action fairy was here!" too loudly and got a good laugh out of everyone. The show was cool but what I remember most was hallucinating in and out of reality. I would see a jungle with monkeys running after me and wake up. A truck coming straight towards me but before it hits skinny wakes me up with her elbow. Skinny kept elbowing me, I thought she wanted to hold hands so we held hands witch allowed me to nod more effeciently.
We left some 2.5 hours lator and skinny said she wanted to come hang out at my place so we looked for the car. It wasn't too hard to find. That street that was filled with people? That was the bricked pathway that leads between building at my uni. Not only that but someone had wrote FRESHMAN on it in yellow and orange marker everywhere. Everyone laughed when they saw us getting in, but I consider this light punishment because I could have ran over somebody or gotten a ticket.
Skinny and I went back to my house and skateboarder was gone but other girl was in my bedroom doing something and then left to go somewhere. Skinny wanted some of my meth so I gave her a line and took a small one of my own.
That's how the last day ended. This was the begining of my college career believe it or not. I pulled off 7 months of this making b's and c's. This also marked the beggining of my speedball career which prospered heavily for the next 7 months where I nearly died a couple of times. Skinny and me went out for about 2 months, my longest relationship to date.
This story includes copius amounts of the following:
1. Oxycodone- Basically no exp
2. Meth- Of which I was addicted to at the time
3. Benzos- Semi experienced, took for coming down
3a. Klonpin
3b valium
4. Hard Alcohol- Not that experienced (was trying to keep healthy)
5. Weed- Smoke weed everyday, cause you know your going to die one day
One of the girls I was living with at my house decided she didn't want to go to college and moved back home with her parents. I had no problem with this because my freind the skateboarder could stay in her room. This binge started somewhat subconsiously The night 2 days before the first day of orientation. The skateboarder to my knowledge had only smoked weed before this.
(one very long 48 hour day)
I was drinking Captain Morgan with the skateboarder to celebrate the beggining of college, it was about 7 clock at night. Earlier that day the skateborder had pulled an almost full bottle of oxycontin 40's out of his ass, which made me very happy because he knew that I had been wanting some and he had been bumming for about a month. After he did that I decided to drink some of the girls Captain with him lator that night.
My plan was to snort some meth at 5, start drinking and smoking weed at 7 and then eventually turn in around 12-1am. So we start drinking at 7, and because I was unaccustomed to drinking I got very drunk and stoned. Soon I found myself walking around town and trying to skateboard near this mom pop drug store that I had never seen. A man appeared to be coming out of it and when asked he said it was 2 oclock, and agreed to give us a ride back to my house.
When we got back to the house I was still pretty drunk so I decided I would just stay up all night meth. The skateboarder had never tried it so I set him up a line that I knew was way to much, but I thought it would be funny, so I let him snort it anyway. Very soon we were both wired out of our minds talking about random stuff like what we were doing when we were 2 years old. The ussual, you know. The skateboarder said he was starting to feel like he was going to die because his heart was going to fast. That's when the oxycodone came back to me. I told him we had better take some oxycodone to calm down.
I preped 3 of the oxycontins for the two of us, which comes out to 60mgs a peice, for insuflation. I did mine first. I did not know it at the time but opiates were my favorite drug. As it started to kick in, I felt a pressure on my stomach, that spread slowly to the rest of my body and I felt the best I had ever felt in my entire life. It's an indescribably feeling, the warm pressure you feel around your head and body that keeps all the wrong things in the world from bothering you. That makes you feel like you could accomplish more in your life that you ever thought possible. In short, it did nothing short of giving me my dreams and ambitions back from when I was a small child while protecting me from negative thoughts. Yes, it was that good. The skateboarder did not agree and decided to puke on my bed. God damnit that shit stunk.
After the skateboarder regained composer we decided to jog to the all night conveniant store about 1.5 miles away and pick up some gatoraide mix. We ran all the way there, and all the way back (stopping so that skateboarder could puke all over everywhere). It was the easiest run I ever went on, and I decided to run it again, I couldn't feel any burning in my muscles at all. So I left alone and ran another 3 miles, when I came back the skateboarder was asleep on my couch. It was about 7-
clock the next day.We spent much of this day snorting meth and getting the house cleaned up and organized, after much methed out talk of organizing a party when we met people at orientation. The skateboarder left on foot for about 2 hours and came back with 4 guys who said they were getting a kilo of cocaine and we were going to buy some. I told them I wasn't buying any but skateboarded told them excitedly that he would (this is what happens to your brain on meth).
(the night before oreintation day)
That night we were coming down a bit, so we decided to take some klonpin (I had been up a total of 3 days now). Skateboarder was weary of taking more drugs, but I told him it was next to impossible to overdose on benzo's and to just take them. we drank a little more captain. I was in the kitchen eating pizza when I saw skateboarder turn up a pill bottle and eat about 5 pills. DEAR GOD DO YOU WANT TO DIE (not sure I actually said this but it seems fitting). He said, don't worry man this is the valium my mom has these things. So add another 4-50mgs of valium for him if you are keeping score.
(day of orientation?)
When I awoke it was early dawn and the tv in the living room was gone, and I had bruises on my right side of my stomach. I had to get to the bottom of this! I thought. I was kind of depressed though so I snorted a huge line of meth and chewed 80mgs of oxycontin orally So I woke up skateboarder and we headed to college oreintation to get there early. The oxycodone came on just like before and I had found a new zeal for life. I asked a passerby when orientation started and he said, he said, "Well your supposed to look on the sheet they gave you yeasturday and pick what your interested in and go to that building".
So fuck we had apperantly slept for about 30 hours, no shit, and missed the entire first day. I was in a state of high ambitions and new hope though, so I just asked him where the biology department was, remebering that I had checked that on the form when I signed up. So I went on to the session, and skateboarder went back to the house and I presume smoked weed all day long.
After the class our group went to meet up with the other groups at the caffeteria. The drugs were wearing thin but all I had was 40mg oxycontin and a 2mg klonpin in my pocket so I poped them and chewed them up. At lunch I spotted the guy who was trying to sell coke to the skateboarder and sat down with their group of the same 4 guys and a girl, that would lator become my first girlfreind at college. We can call her skinny, because she is like kate moss skinny. I sat down beside her and immediately got a reaction from the head hauncho of the cokatears, "You sure were passed out yeasturday". Huh, what was he talking about? "Yeah we couldn't even wake you up when we were shooting you with the airgun". I immediately went into pissed off fighting mode and started grilling them for the story.
"We came to your house yeasturday to give your homeboy the coke, but he didn't have any money, Man he was fucked up!, he told us to take the TV and give him a gram and he would hit us with $80 bucks today. We tried to wake you up but you were passed out. So we traded him." I want my fucking TV back. "Well he owes us 80 bucks and if we don't get it we're keeping the TV.". God damned that fucking asshole. So I went to their house (which turned out to be right across the street), and gave them 80 bucks for my TV back.
Apon entering the house I decided to freak the fuck out and throwing things around (this was probably on account of the klonpin but who knows?) demanding that skateboarder give me the coke GODDAMNIT!! He told me I wouldn't want it. I was in the bullshit I want whatever you got to your name mentallity so he gave it to me. I snorted a line and got the worst burning sensation. I'm pretty sure it was just salt, but it didn't do anything to me regardless.
I decided to start drinking to calm down because there was a big show at the student center for all the new coming freshmen in about 2 hours (around 7 oclock at night). I didn't drink all that much, maybe one shot, until I decided to forget it and snort a lot of oxycontin. I snorted 100mg, right before the show. I remember this because it was to become my first super strong nod.
Speaking of bad desicions, did I tell you that I drove to the student center right after? I was nodding and just wanted to park, I noticed a lot of people walking on the street where I was driving so I just pulled to the side and parked. On entering the student center I saw skinny and called her over and we sat together right behind the dance team in the balconey. I noticed that the dance team was all black and remarked "Jesus it looks like the affirmative action fairy was here!" too loudly and got a good laugh out of everyone. The show was cool but what I remember most was hallucinating in and out of reality. I would see a jungle with monkeys running after me and wake up. A truck coming straight towards me but before it hits skinny wakes me up with her elbow. Skinny kept elbowing me, I thought she wanted to hold hands so we held hands witch allowed me to nod more effeciently.
We left some 2.5 hours lator and skinny said she wanted to come hang out at my place so we looked for the car. It wasn't too hard to find. That street that was filled with people? That was the bricked pathway that leads between building at my uni. Not only that but someone had wrote FRESHMAN on it in yellow and orange marker everywhere. Everyone laughed when they saw us getting in, but I consider this light punishment because I could have ran over somebody or gotten a ticket.
Skinny and I went back to my house and skateboarder was gone but other girl was in my bedroom doing something and then left to go somewhere. Skinny wanted some of my meth so I gave her a line and took a small one of my own.
That's how the last day ended. This was the begining of my college career believe it or not. I pulled off 7 months of this making b's and c's. This also marked the beggining of my speedball career which prospered heavily for the next 7 months where I nearly died a couple of times. Skinny and me went out for about 2 months, my longest relationship to date.
