psychonaut65
Bluelighter
Rolling for the first time at LIFE 2004/05, New Years Eve
Dose: 1/6th gram of lovely MDMA
1 white Mitsubishi
1 double cherry
This was my first proper experience on ecstasy, been meaning to right this up for quite a while so lets see how the memory holds!
My two friends and I went to Milton Keynes for our first rave, the event we went too is quite well known, and Helter Skelter: one of the first rave promoters in the UK organizes it. This particular event was called LIFE and it had a fair few rooms with a variety of music playing.
My dad dropped us off at the leisure complex around 19:00 and we proceeded to join the queue, which was very, very long. After about forty-five minutes of which we spent talking about drugs, hearing the incessant loud rave horns, we finally entered the complex.
First things first we wanted to do some DRUGS! We wondered around and found a rather secluded place behind the gurn.net tent; we were just cutting some supposed Charlie when two security guys came round the corner. We hid the drugs; they asked us for our stamps, “stamps?” we all said, “yeah, your supposed to be stamped when you got in” my friend luckily had kept his ticket for memorabilia and showed it to them. We certainly weren’t off to a good start.
Heading for the toilet we walked past several music rooms but we hadn’t had any drugs yet! Got into the gents, all three of us bundled into one cubicle; a few smirks from other people in the room but they all knew what we were really doing. I tasted the Charlie and knew it was fake; one of my friends not wanting to believe it snorted some and subsequently got a very red face. Our turn of events now was getting very frustrating as one can imagine: we were not happy. We bombed half a gram of the MDMA between us, and saved the other half for later.
We wondered round being in a generally bad attitude; MDMA I found takes ages to come up, being my first time I thought we had been ripped off on this as well. I found the hardcore arena awesome and even without the effects of the roll I was moving without thinking, the atmosphere was incredible: smoke, laser and hundreds of people dancing; I was already enjoying myself and things weren’t looking so bad after all.
At this point we weren’t feeling much from the MDMA, so we decided to drop the other half. We went inside the gurn.net tent and my friend started splitting the doses, as he did a overfriendly security guard came our way and confiscated it. This was rather an emotional point for us, we even tried to reason with him but he weren’t having any of it. Luckily managed to save my bud, but we were very pissed off.
“I know! Let’s go for a joint,” I had just remembered the bud I brought and was hoping that it would bring on the MDMA. This time we found a nice corner and no guards came. I skinned up and we smoked, we were still a very pissed off about our Charlie & MDMA and it was really beginning to spoil the night. Although you could say it was our own fault for not doing it a little more discreet, we put it down to “an unfortunate term of events.” We went for a walk round the different areas of music and concluded we liked the Hardcore arena the most; it was the liveliest with the best atmosphere by far.
Looked at the watch it was almost new years! We hurried to the Hardcore tent and began dancing; things were fucking cool by now as I came to realize what raving really was. Looking around I saw lots of protruding eyes from the many gurned faces each in their own world of ecstasy, the atmosphere of a rave lends itself very well to the drug, the unity felt between everyone as it breaks social boundaries is awesome.
The countdown came and the horns were blowing while pink glittery confetti poured from the ceiling and then we danced to some HARDCORE! I love dancing, it was my first ever rave so I had just come across this awesome scene. The night was still so young we had 6 hours of music left.
Now after leaving the arena we were feeling the effects of the roll and I was beginning to get a little if not over excited: my thoughts dwelling on that nitrous oxide rig that I saw when I came in. I told my friends we were going to the nitrous place and I walked double speed to get there. On the way I got a very evil gurned stare as I almost knocked this guys drink over, I began to think people were looking at me a slight hint of fright hit me. I soon forgot my worries as I queued to get my sacred balloon; we got our balloons and sat on a curb (remembering not to do this while standing up) and I inhaled… “You alright dude” my mate said and a long and lasting “yeaaahhhh” came out of my mouth, I was in ECSTASY the classic characteristic effects of nitrous were there only with a different sound and without such pronounced visual effects as is the case when combined with mushrooms. It was pure beauty and everything seemed perfect. While I sat there my eyes rolling all over my eye sockets I remembered what the sound was coming from behind me, there were a few fun-fair rides on so we then decided to hop on one. This particular one was one that sent you flying properly high and it had a strobe that you could see in full glory when on the ride. We were on and locked in place, it wasn’t as great as I thought it would be but the novelty of flying high while high made me quite happy; the strobe light was hypnotically mesmerizing.
We began to queue for some water; from here on things probably don’t happen in the right sequence but I’m trying my best. We started chatting to the guy in front, explaining our situation we managed to procure a couple of pills, we hung around with this guy for a bit until he found his mates. We haphazardly went around asking for some pills to random people and came upon this girl who looked like an angel (I was high ok) and blessed me with a White Mitsubishi. I was a complete idiot as I gave the money to her in full view, she took it waiting a while and just when she was about to give me the pill she retracted her hand as a security guard walking by opened the other hand with the cash in, he left and she gave me the pill: very close call. We all thanked her and parted ways.
I kept the pill a while and then munched it while in the hardcore arena, didn’t taste half as bad as the MDMA, it was a nice solid pill and I savored the metallic, chalky taste in my mouth.
HARDCORE!!! We danced for a while now and I worked out if I shook my head from side to side it was almost as if I’m looking into different reality. After the dancing we went to hunt for some more pills. We entered the gurn.net tent again and found some guys looking for some weed so we decided to do an exchange, swapped a double cherry (pill) for a spliff. Got talking to these people and made quite good friends. We had a spliff there and then and hung around a while then went to dance to some Hardcore. As one of us had a pill although apparently a double dose I decided that I was going have half (my weed) and I would give the quarter to my two friends (A&B) each, as we went to the toilet one of our very kind friends (C) simply gave us another, I think it was just to stop all the conversation and get us thinking about something else; as he passed it to my hand literally as he began to withdraw it a security guard popped his head through the door so we promptly left, yet another close call!
Our new friends had never tried nitrous, they looked kind of bemused as we sucked on our balloons and declined to purchase any so I bought some for them! I love nitrous only too much, I especially love it on E as E opens your airways allowing you to breathe in twice as much as normal (well seemed like it,) each balloon was about two bulbs worth. As it was fucking freezing and our friends only had t-shirts me & my mate lent the two of them our jackets for a while. I had an idea; I wanted to take a balloon on the ride. So we queued up for it; as I stared at the railings in front of me they crossed over together, this was proper hallucinating I didn’t realize I could get this off ecstasy, as I looked into the bright moving lines in my vision a little whirly thing popped up, it was blue about 5cm in length, circular and started swirling around in front of me; for those of you who have seen the underworld(live):everything,everthing video it kind of really hits the spot. As the queue moved I lost my hallucination and we were soon loaded onto the ride. We went round and round on this ride; I noticed some fireworks off in the distance as I was flung from side to side. I breathed the nitrous in and again I was in Ecstasy only exemplified by the fact that we were going round and round. I passed the remnants of my balloon to my one of my friends before I was fully hypnotized by the strobe, the groaning noise of the ride made a disconcerting drone and as I gazed into the strobe I noticed some kind of other force: the gurning, groaning strobe light.
The nitrous was amazing, I think I ended up getting around six balloons throughout the night. We departed with our friends (C&D) as they left to join some people. We ended up sitting by the curb and doing some more nitrous, we sparked a joint and some rude people came over demanding tokes, I granted them some tokes as we didn’t want to cause any trouble. They left while we finished our spliff; we started wondering round to look at all the dance rooms. Some of the people there just looked like slaves to the drug: they actually looked dead. There was a flight simulation so we went on that and saw a pretty cool video.
Back in the Hardcore arena we met our friends (C&D) again and started raving. By now it was about five in the morning. We sat outside and just chilled, a girl was had some poppers so we asked politely for a toot, they were kind of similar to nitrous, although they felt dirty; nitrous feels clean and tastes so sweet. A person quite completely out of their head was dragged passed us by two security guards: he was groaning and waving his arms around like a zombie, not pretty to say the least. Minutes later a guy came running screaming “I’m gonna bash his head!” Only then did people start pouring out of the Hardcore arena saying “did you hear that” and I swear they were talking about a gun shot but then I don’t think it was still, paranoia at the time.
We wondered over to where my dad was going to pick us up and collapsed just looking forward to those warm and cozy beds. My dad came riding the chariot for home at seven in the morning, I must give my full respect to him for that; making our way back from Milton Keynes would have not been pretty.
Got back home ate a lot of bananas (apparently the thing to do), smoked a spliff follewed by a deep scatty slumber. All in all one PHAT rave I had a wicked time, only I think I loved it too much. One last word: GURN.
peace
iopener
Dose: 1/6th gram of lovely MDMA
1 white Mitsubishi
1 double cherry
This was my first proper experience on ecstasy, been meaning to right this up for quite a while so lets see how the memory holds!
My two friends and I went to Milton Keynes for our first rave, the event we went too is quite well known, and Helter Skelter: one of the first rave promoters in the UK organizes it. This particular event was called LIFE and it had a fair few rooms with a variety of music playing.
My dad dropped us off at the leisure complex around 19:00 and we proceeded to join the queue, which was very, very long. After about forty-five minutes of which we spent talking about drugs, hearing the incessant loud rave horns, we finally entered the complex.
First things first we wanted to do some DRUGS! We wondered around and found a rather secluded place behind the gurn.net tent; we were just cutting some supposed Charlie when two security guys came round the corner. We hid the drugs; they asked us for our stamps, “stamps?” we all said, “yeah, your supposed to be stamped when you got in” my friend luckily had kept his ticket for memorabilia and showed it to them. We certainly weren’t off to a good start.
Heading for the toilet we walked past several music rooms but we hadn’t had any drugs yet! Got into the gents, all three of us bundled into one cubicle; a few smirks from other people in the room but they all knew what we were really doing. I tasted the Charlie and knew it was fake; one of my friends not wanting to believe it snorted some and subsequently got a very red face. Our turn of events now was getting very frustrating as one can imagine: we were not happy. We bombed half a gram of the MDMA between us, and saved the other half for later.
We wondered round being in a generally bad attitude; MDMA I found takes ages to come up, being my first time I thought we had been ripped off on this as well. I found the hardcore arena awesome and even without the effects of the roll I was moving without thinking, the atmosphere was incredible: smoke, laser and hundreds of people dancing; I was already enjoying myself and things weren’t looking so bad after all.
At this point we weren’t feeling much from the MDMA, so we decided to drop the other half. We went inside the gurn.net tent and my friend started splitting the doses, as he did a overfriendly security guard came our way and confiscated it. This was rather an emotional point for us, we even tried to reason with him but he weren’t having any of it. Luckily managed to save my bud, but we were very pissed off.
“I know! Let’s go for a joint,” I had just remembered the bud I brought and was hoping that it would bring on the MDMA. This time we found a nice corner and no guards came. I skinned up and we smoked, we were still a very pissed off about our Charlie & MDMA and it was really beginning to spoil the night. Although you could say it was our own fault for not doing it a little more discreet, we put it down to “an unfortunate term of events.” We went for a walk round the different areas of music and concluded we liked the Hardcore arena the most; it was the liveliest with the best atmosphere by far.
Looked at the watch it was almost new years! We hurried to the Hardcore tent and began dancing; things were fucking cool by now as I came to realize what raving really was. Looking around I saw lots of protruding eyes from the many gurned faces each in their own world of ecstasy, the atmosphere of a rave lends itself very well to the drug, the unity felt between everyone as it breaks social boundaries is awesome.
The countdown came and the horns were blowing while pink glittery confetti poured from the ceiling and then we danced to some HARDCORE! I love dancing, it was my first ever rave so I had just come across this awesome scene. The night was still so young we had 6 hours of music left.
Now after leaving the arena we were feeling the effects of the roll and I was beginning to get a little if not over excited: my thoughts dwelling on that nitrous oxide rig that I saw when I came in. I told my friends we were going to the nitrous place and I walked double speed to get there. On the way I got a very evil gurned stare as I almost knocked this guys drink over, I began to think people were looking at me a slight hint of fright hit me. I soon forgot my worries as I queued to get my sacred balloon; we got our balloons and sat on a curb (remembering not to do this while standing up) and I inhaled… “You alright dude” my mate said and a long and lasting “yeaaahhhh” came out of my mouth, I was in ECSTASY the classic characteristic effects of nitrous were there only with a different sound and without such pronounced visual effects as is the case when combined with mushrooms. It was pure beauty and everything seemed perfect. While I sat there my eyes rolling all over my eye sockets I remembered what the sound was coming from behind me, there were a few fun-fair rides on so we then decided to hop on one. This particular one was one that sent you flying properly high and it had a strobe that you could see in full glory when on the ride. We were on and locked in place, it wasn’t as great as I thought it would be but the novelty of flying high while high made me quite happy; the strobe light was hypnotically mesmerizing.
We began to queue for some water; from here on things probably don’t happen in the right sequence but I’m trying my best. We started chatting to the guy in front, explaining our situation we managed to procure a couple of pills, we hung around with this guy for a bit until he found his mates. We haphazardly went around asking for some pills to random people and came upon this girl who looked like an angel (I was high ok) and blessed me with a White Mitsubishi. I was a complete idiot as I gave the money to her in full view, she took it waiting a while and just when she was about to give me the pill she retracted her hand as a security guard walking by opened the other hand with the cash in, he left and she gave me the pill: very close call. We all thanked her and parted ways.
I kept the pill a while and then munched it while in the hardcore arena, didn’t taste half as bad as the MDMA, it was a nice solid pill and I savored the metallic, chalky taste in my mouth.
HARDCORE!!! We danced for a while now and I worked out if I shook my head from side to side it was almost as if I’m looking into different reality. After the dancing we went to hunt for some more pills. We entered the gurn.net tent again and found some guys looking for some weed so we decided to do an exchange, swapped a double cherry (pill) for a spliff. Got talking to these people and made quite good friends. We had a spliff there and then and hung around a while then went to dance to some Hardcore. As one of us had a pill although apparently a double dose I decided that I was going have half (my weed) and I would give the quarter to my two friends (A&B) each, as we went to the toilet one of our very kind friends (C) simply gave us another, I think it was just to stop all the conversation and get us thinking about something else; as he passed it to my hand literally as he began to withdraw it a security guard popped his head through the door so we promptly left, yet another close call!
Our new friends had never tried nitrous, they looked kind of bemused as we sucked on our balloons and declined to purchase any so I bought some for them! I love nitrous only too much, I especially love it on E as E opens your airways allowing you to breathe in twice as much as normal (well seemed like it,) each balloon was about two bulbs worth. As it was fucking freezing and our friends only had t-shirts me & my mate lent the two of them our jackets for a while. I had an idea; I wanted to take a balloon on the ride. So we queued up for it; as I stared at the railings in front of me they crossed over together, this was proper hallucinating I didn’t realize I could get this off ecstasy, as I looked into the bright moving lines in my vision a little whirly thing popped up, it was blue about 5cm in length, circular and started swirling around in front of me; for those of you who have seen the underworld(live):everything,everthing video it kind of really hits the spot. As the queue moved I lost my hallucination and we were soon loaded onto the ride. We went round and round on this ride; I noticed some fireworks off in the distance as I was flung from side to side. I breathed the nitrous in and again I was in Ecstasy only exemplified by the fact that we were going round and round. I passed the remnants of my balloon to my one of my friends before I was fully hypnotized by the strobe, the groaning noise of the ride made a disconcerting drone and as I gazed into the strobe I noticed some kind of other force: the gurning, groaning strobe light.
The nitrous was amazing, I think I ended up getting around six balloons throughout the night. We departed with our friends (C&D) as they left to join some people. We ended up sitting by the curb and doing some more nitrous, we sparked a joint and some rude people came over demanding tokes, I granted them some tokes as we didn’t want to cause any trouble. They left while we finished our spliff; we started wondering round to look at all the dance rooms. Some of the people there just looked like slaves to the drug: they actually looked dead. There was a flight simulation so we went on that and saw a pretty cool video.
Back in the Hardcore arena we met our friends (C&D) again and started raving. By now it was about five in the morning. We sat outside and just chilled, a girl was had some poppers so we asked politely for a toot, they were kind of similar to nitrous, although they felt dirty; nitrous feels clean and tastes so sweet. A person quite completely out of their head was dragged passed us by two security guards: he was groaning and waving his arms around like a zombie, not pretty to say the least. Minutes later a guy came running screaming “I’m gonna bash his head!” Only then did people start pouring out of the Hardcore arena saying “did you hear that” and I swear they were talking about a gun shot but then I don’t think it was still, paranoia at the time.
We wondered over to where my dad was going to pick us up and collapsed just looking forward to those warm and cozy beds. My dad came riding the chariot for home at seven in the morning, I must give my full respect to him for that; making our way back from Milton Keynes would have not been pretty.
Got back home ate a lot of bananas (apparently the thing to do), smoked a spliff follewed by a deep scatty slumber. All in all one PHAT rave I had a wicked time, only I think I loved it too much. One last word: GURN.
peace
iopener
