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Pretending to be sober?

I can appear as sober if I don't overdo it. If I hit the opiates hard, I look (and act) like a lizard. fuckin pins.
 
My friend made it onto a military base, including getting out of the car and having it inspected by soldiers and bomb-sniffing dogs, after taking 7 high quality MDA pills the night before. He could barely stand, much less carry on a conversation or hand the guards his ID (which her dropped, twice). The guy he was tripping with had court the same morning for a weed possession charge, and somehow got the case pushed back to another day. We all had a good laugh about that one at night :)
 
Great thread man.

Oxy is an easy drug to appear sober on, pills and dope not so much. I mind once i was rolling in my house playing Quake 3 online when mum came and asked i fi were hungry and i said just some milk and choc biscuits would be good but she said we didnt have any choc ones and i was so sad i wante di to hug her and say it was ok. NOt great but hey i dnever need to act sober usually when i was getting wasted.
 
Not long before i quit, I took too much GBL at break at school and fell asleep, knockout, in a physics exam.

good thing about G is you're pretty much fine when you wake up.
so i woke up, got sent the medical room,
"Oh I've been on these anti-biotics, they always make me really sleepy"
"You should tell your doctor, perhaps you are allergic to them"
"Ah yes, i hadn't thought of that.."
"Should I ring your parents? Will they pick you up?"
"No, I don't think that will necessary. I'm fine now"
"Ok, just go home if you don't feel too good"

i got 9% in the exam, no idea how.


managed to convince some of my other teachers it was just because physics really is that boring....
Some of them clearly knew, but were cool about it.


drunk is impossible to cover up, once you become clumsy and stupid, but my parents really never cared about that =P
like i said, i can usually still be all poker face and serious,
but drink makes me want to take the piss of things A LOT.
drink makes me feel so cheeky and un-serious.
If I give it away, it's because i just don't stop ridiculing everything and everyone.


i usually get away with being a bit twisted though.
i always was a bit eccentric and enjoyed talking about novel abstract ideas and possibilities,
so talking shit whilst on psychs is kind of redundant,
although it is much better...
I still need to get round to doing some acid with this Physics guy i know.
Psychs go well with theoretical physics.
 
I never found Opium hard to pull off.

I mean sure it makes you REAL tired eventually,
but im always like that.

just sometimes my mother would be like, "uh, why are you making the tea S-O S-L-O-W-L-Y....?"
and i could tell the truth and say i was lost in a random reverie....

acid was fine for me, i generally handle psychs pretty well, concentrating on thinking about the neural and cognitive machinations of concentrating on thinking about the......

i reckon salvia or nitrous would be hardest =p
maybe ket, but it takes a lot of ket to make me lose my concentration.
 
I used to work at McDonalds when I was younger! This story was when I was just 18, set in Sydney, Australia.

Well, yeah, the story begins...

So I had the morning shift at 5:30am, the thing was I lived 40 minutes from work and the earliest train left at like 5:30am, if I called in sick then I would of got fired and if I didn't turn up I would of got fired, I had no where to stay and well I was pretty much stuffed.

I decided to go out clubbing with a few mates till around 4am and then I would go into work and do the drive thru and front counter. I had never had xtc before and was just planning on having a few drinks and killing time till my shift started. So all was going fine and then a mates mate had xtc on him, I never new anyone who had it before and I had always wanted to try it, my mates were here, it was 11pm (still early), so I bought one!

Well 12am came and I was to scared to take it, wasn't in the right state of mine so I left it in my pocket whilst my mates peaked their heads off. I ended up leaving the club at 4am and caught a train to McDonalds which would take 15 minutes.

Then all of a sudden I thought, fuck it?? Just take the damn pill, it will get you through the day! So I was sitting at the back of the train, I had a bottle of coke and I ate the pill!

So 30 minutes passed and I got this really dizzy feeling waiting for the bus to work, and then it hit me like a train, I was peaking! I was talking to everyone on the bus about absolute shit.

I arrived at Maccas and got changed into my uniform still peaking and did the drive thru, was social to the customers, swept the floors etc. I had a great time and no one new a thing!

After my shift, the manager came up to me and said "(insert my name), you have done an excellent job today, you usually average about 45 seconds per drive thru customer, today you were averaging 30 seconds, you kept the floors tidy, you didn't stop working, the fries machine was constantly full, you did great!". She then proceeded to hand me a badge for my good work!

Thanks for reading!
 
This one is kinda funny - This kid/friend who i went to school with would always leave his ounces of shrooms around ... my buddy ended up stealin like 4 grams ... we each ate 2 grams and the kid was suppose to go back to his dorm but ended up coming to where we were.

We were both trippin decently and had to act sober because i was sitting right next to the kid they were stolen from on the couch.

My one friend asked me what i was doing in a text and i meant to text him back and say we stole shrooms from so and so im trippin hard sittin next to him on the couch and he cant know haha.

Welp, i accidently sent that text to the kid who we stole the shrooms from who was sitting on the couch right next to me hahaha. Most awkward situation / night of my life. Always double check make sure your sending the text to the right person.
 
^ sending texts to the person they are about is THE WORST!

This is kinda off topic, but once after I kissed this guy for the first time I was sending a text to my bff saying "yeah his lips are really soft. i think i'm falling for him"

considering what this post is about, I think you can guess who I ended up sending it to.
 
so on halloween last year i took three hits of some really good blotter at about 10pm. for a couple hours i was just sitting at my friends party talking to ppl watching their faces drip and melt all over the place and shit.
i left to party to go to try and find a party where this girl i really wanted to get with was at at like 11pm. walked around for a couple hours in the most rediculous costume (i made it from scratch, it was an ostrich but my legs were the ostrich's legs and then i made fake legs to make it look like i was riding the ostrich, it was sweet but rediculous) and couldnt find the party for the life of me so ended up going back to the first party.
when i walk up to the front gate to their yard there are five cops on the patio one with a full on ak-47.
obviously i turned the fuck around and started leaving but hear one of the cops from the patio yell "hey you, ostrich kid, COME HERE!"
i contemplated just keep walking and pretending i didnt know they were talking to me but i was the only 'ostrich kid' out that night.
i turned around and thought they were gonna start asking me 'who lives here' 'what are you doing here' blah blah blah
but when i get close the cop holding the ak47 just said i gotta get a picture of that costume.
so i went took like five pictures with them, told them how i made it and then was like "well i gotta go find my girlfriend. you guys have a good night" and proceeded on with my halloween night.
scary as fuck but ended with a nice story....
 
usually if i'm fubar'd if i just pull the ole "i'm too busy to give a shit what your thinking" and do my sober responsibilities real fast before i go back to sleeping in the cheerio's and guessing "who's that pokemon" it only gets odd when i;ve rushed through something only to find out that i've got nothing left to do except stare at my windsheild
 
Oh god. Alright.

So the only time I've done X my friend's car door ended up not being able to close. So we had to drive it out to his house and have his dad look at it. Well I had to sit inside while him and his dad looked at the door.

So there I was, pupils fucking as big as my entire eyeball, sitting in the kitchen with his mother. In my head, for some fucking reason I thought: "If I avoid eye contact they'll think I'm high so if I make eye contact I'll be fine. So I looked her straight in the eye when she was talking. And the first fucking words out of her mouth when I looked at her were "So Bill... WHAT did you DO?" And I pretty much shat a brick. I thought I was fucked. And I said "...w-w-w-what do you mean?" and she replied, "at college, I heard you dropped out" and I had never felt so relieved in my life.
 
My whole life has basically been me pretending to be sober....

Nothing too funny on stims or H but in attempting to hide from my mother I was drunk I have made a complete full of myself.... got out of the car once and she asked me if I was OK, I told her I was fiiiiine and made it two steps before sliding into the wall. She pulled me up and asked me if I was OK and I told her I was fine that "the wall looked like it was going to collpase, I was giving it some support I'm fine" and walked about five steps forward before puking everywhere...
 
I've pretended to be sober a ton. Whenever i go downstairs rolling my arse off to fill a water bottle, I just make it quick and sweet and no one suspects a thing. Done the same thing on DXM, was tripping massive freaking balls and talking to parents, we just told them we were drinking, they were drunk too so it worked.

And I always interact with people on 2C-E, the worlds a blur of visuals but to everyone else I look mostly sober, friend was explaining to me something about computer programming and he's melting into the giant waves and walls and stuff and I'm just like 'Ahuh' lol he had no idea.
 
I'm bipolar. If anything I might act more normal when i'm high than sober. I do everything high. One time i ran a stop sign at a routine traffic stop with a head full of acid and weed and talked my way out of getting a ticket. And the car smelled heavily of weed. No doubt the acid gave me loads of confidence.
 
Back during my several month long hydromorphone binge, I would always be itching my nose in the house. Nobody really said anything for a while, until my grandmother comes into town and says "You've been itching your nose a lot lately." I respond with "Yeah, I must have a cold or something." For the next several weeks, my dad and step mom would always mention how I was itching my nose a lot. I would always have the same response, mainly because I was too high to think of anything else to say. Every time they brought it up, my stomach would drop a little. I'm pretty sure they had a little bit of an idea of what was going on, because whenever I'm on opiates for like a straight week or more, I act kind of strangely, and they knew what "strange" was because they've caught me with opiates before. They would also ask me questions like "Why are you always in your room?" and "Why are you always taking naps?" Really awkward, but it wasn't really enough to pin drug use on. The missing bottles of morphine and hydromorphone kinda gave it away though...8)
 
I don't get high anymore, but sometimes I hide other things. Like sometimes i pretend to cry so people feel bad for me. Sometimes I really cry but pretend to be happy. Oh, hearts.

keez keez keez
 
When I was thirteen i was high off my ass and needed a ride home. The only person willing to give me a ride home was my friends mom who was in the are and heading in my direction, so i said "what the hell, i can be sober around my parents whats going to be so hard about this?!"

I got in the car and she started making small talk and asking a few questions.
My mouth instead of saying what i wanted it to say started spewing molten hot bullshit and just anything it could dig up. I was having a battle with my words as they slipped from my mouth constantly saying "oh..wait..i mean___." It sounded as if i was an incoherent 5 year old actually.

Needless to say the rest of the half hour long ride home was just nuts. I don't think she noticed though because shes a bit naive and she didn't act any different to me next time i saw her.
 
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