What was your bad experience?

[funkE waynE]

mr horse,unfortunately i remember everything,and im sure if i listened to my fairy d d ,and popped half first,i would not have fucked up so hard,so yes ,i would pop them again,you lucky bugger mr horse

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oh ectasy you,you got what i need!!
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[Pillin' Dillin']

Saturday march 4 2000
Back to Basics 2 Sydney
I had to wait to pick up from a guy inside, so i split half of my mates blue love and had that at 11:00....by 11:30 my stomch was chuning...my head was fucked and i was totall disorientated.My best mates were total strangers and i didnt have a clue what was going on. I took a breather outside by my self and i new no one. I was scared and wanted to go.I went back and tyed to dance it off abd it went away for w ahile but came back 100 times worse...I was so scared because i didnt know what to do.....
By am i found myself in first aid and they helped me.....It was themost frightenig experience....since then i have bought off a different guy..(a good mate) and have been ok since....a bit of goey tummy but thats it...
Well im glad im safer bout it now.
Cheers Guys and Gals!
Dylan!

 

[Danstar]

Well my bad experience was very strange. Dropped a pill at random logik, everything was kewl but then I started thinking about a sad thought. It kept on niggling at me and it wouldn't quit, In the morning the next day, my emotions were going crazy. I was happy then sad, happy, sad, it was so strange. The changes where like every 10 secs. Luckily I had my good friends around and after a walk through UWA with my best bud I felt alot better. But ever since then I've always pre loaded with 5htp and the incident never happened again. But I guess with drugs u will have at least one bad experience which makes us realise that we have to be carefull.

 

[Vune]

My worst experience happened right after my best experience.
The night is 31st December 2000. I arrive at xs2000 already wizzing and my yellow 69 kicking in. I hit the dance floor, popped a mcdonalds (clean MDMA) at 11:00pm and peaked harder than I ever did b4. I started dancing at about 11:00 and didn't stop until two. When the happy hardcore finally finished I suddenly realised that I should take a rest. As I got off the dancefloor and went to the toilet I realised at how dehydrated I was by nearly passing out from exhaustion on the way.
Finally I made and soaked myself in water, inside and out. Still tired, I sat outside found out that the time was 1:30am
Somehow I ended up being led along with a friend down a dark side alley with the promise of cones. I didn't want any cones but I went any because I didn't want to be alone.
The next thing i remember is my friend telling me to get the fuck out of there as they were leading us down an alley to mug us. I was incredulous at first but did as he said. We both walked back to the rave together.
A groups of us decided that it was time to visit our other friends who couldn't make it to xs2000 but were at a rave called 180 not too far away. I was glad to leave because I started imagining that the people that tried to mug me were everywhere, looking and waiting until I was alone.
I was hoping that the atmosphere at 180 would be better.
It wasn't. I don't know how to transcribe what I felt when I arrived but it was pretty horrible.
180 was held in a huge empty warehouse and when I arrived I could only describe the music as dark, DARK, EVIL, SCARY. people lined the inside of the warehouse too fukt to move. They were all staring at me. No one seemed to be dancing, just staring at the dj, or did they stop when I entered? By now I was badly freaking and I rushed to the nearest group of friends and sat there, keeping an eye out for those people that were gonna mug me.
6:00am
the rave kept on going until about 9 but we all left to go to a friends house nearby.
I sat there staring at nothing as the sum came up wishing I was dead. Everything just seemed to get worse and worse even though I kept on telling myself I was overreacting. My mind wouldn't stop racing. Eventually I went home and fell onto my bed and didn't move for 5 hours.
Wow that was a long post....
sorry to put y'all thru it!

 

[GetAFixnow]

Yeah Vune I've had a similar experience coming down all amongst a few Es a trip and some goey...
Paranoid delusions the works....
Everything was sweet, visuals were pretty full on but CooL/enjoyable until about 9 am....
Time distortion was an understatement. My brain was rewinding fastforwarding/pausing, slow motion, people blowing up all sortsa Cool Shit.
Then it turned horribly wrong, full PARANOIA! Thought there were cameras/police outside the club ready to take me in for taking drugs. So to talk my self out of it I told my friend to go and check and ofcourse there wasn't.
Decided to leave so I couldn't make a further dickhead out of myself. Quickly walking across the road to avoid FBI/Cops!
Then the voices started, full paranoid delusions. I was watching TV and I saw the stockmarket crash soley because of my existent!!! They were saying that I'd have to be deported and leave the country..
Also people were outside the hotel talking, saying yeah "we'll wait till he comes out and book him" shit like that.
I kept telling myself it's just the DRUGS and about 6 hours later the paranoia slowly lifted off my shoulders.
Also I was trip sitting a friend of mine who thought she couldn't die because she was in the Truman show. She was standing in the middle of a busy road proving she couldn't get run over and stripping off her clothes because she thought she was bugged with microphones!!

 

[jezabelle]

my friends and i had a really scary experience not to long ago.
it began on a friday night. my boyfriend and i decided to buy in bulk to save money so we bought 20 white cK's and had them stored at our place.
we invited two close friends around and each dropped a cK.
to cut a long story short, we ended up staying at our place, taking a few more pills each. this is where the scary stuff begins.
we kept taking pills because they were there and because by the end of the night(beginning of the next day) we were so f#@ked that we didn't realise that we were taking more.
we eventually went through all 20 pills, but were so out of it that we wanted more. the two boys volunteered to drive to our DD's, picked up some more, and on the way home crashed the prized CRX!
Sat night came and one of the boys started having a supposed asthma attack. we managed to get him to a hospital even though we were still off our face (not in that good way) then finally got him home after a run-in with a very suspicious doctor (not surprising).
well, 38 pills between 4 people later we regained conciousness and realised that it was now sunday morning. we had skipped a whole day and not realised! i went to work sunday morning and fell asleep on the job, so was sent home and slept for 24hrs.
i am not proud of this behaviour and am definitely not bragging. what we did was irresponsible and we could have easily overdosed, but we were just so smashed that we didn't realise what we were doing.
my advice to everyone out there is don't have too many pills on hand and easily accessible, especially when you are staying at home with friends. it is too easy to get carried away and not realise how much you are taking.
stay safe people and enjoy ecstasy the way it should be taken...in moderation.
PS. that weekend seriously killed way too many brain cells for my liking...and i'm not exagerating. the repercussions from those three days way out-weighed any enjoyment that we may have experienced.
*hugz and be good*
luv jezabelle.
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The most basic rule of survival in any situation is: never look like food.

 

[Its Chaos]

well my story starts with them little white Y2K's floating around about this time last year!
Had one on thursday night.No sleep,had another friday night.Again no sleep so had another during the day!By saturday night i was on about my 4th y2k! Thats when shit started to get a little crazy.About an hour after droping the 4th y2k,things all around me where starting to distort and go all wiggle,like crazy.I started to freak out cause id never fealt the way i was fealing on an E before!Thank god we hadnt gone out yet,cause i wouldnt want to know what would have happend.i was at home with lots of friends.Again,lucky!But once i realised that i had no more control of this unexplainable hardcore fealing and situation.I really started to worry myself.Which actually was the reason i started peaking so hard.Because i was scared.Oh and 4 pills and no sleep for x days didnt help the situation either.
I called out to my girl friend across the room who was having a conversation with friends.After what i thought was hours of calling out to her,i got up and screamed her name in an angry tone and asked her to come and cuddle me!See looking at me and spining out amediatly came over and huged me.That was nice but not enough.I started calling out for my friend who was up on the roof at the time.Friends alerted him that i was cained.He climed down straight away.Cause earlier id asked him not to go to far cause i was allready fealing fuct before he climed up the roof.In that time i tried walking up the stairs to my room with my girl friend helping me.4 or 5 steps up and the stair case felt like it was gelly.So i had to stop and sit in like a squat like position in the stair way.Started to get the shivers but they would go once id consontrate on my girls hands rubbing me.But again even that wasnt enough.Id just start peaking more.My friend from the roof was there by then and had a drawing for me he'd just drawn to show me.That was call.Was a picture of me in a fealed of mushrooms and fairy type stuff.I still have the picture!Though again,what ever someone did to make me feal better,it just got stronger,and id start to freak out again!
It got to a point where i could only sit in one position.My girl friend could only rub me in a perticular way.and even hugs where strange.After a while i could only sit still with a sertain shake,with the weight of my friends arm on my leg,and my girlfriend holding me in a perticular way,was the only way i felt safe.If my girlfriend or my friend moved slightly,id start to freak out!I started to feal like i couldnt swallow,which freaked me even more cause i thought i wouldnt be abule to breath.That was the worst bit cause i couldnt even swallow some valium,which i knew would chill me out.i couldnt even drink some water.Friend tried everything to get em into me.Man ive never seen valium in such a powder form.But still couldnt get it into me.Yeah if we had a clue,i would have got em to plug me with vals.
So about after an hour or so of spinning out in the stair way.realising this isnt going away in a hurry,i saw one of my other friends walk by and screamed at her to call me an ambulance.She did staight away without knowing why.She just figured if i asked for one i must really need one!
The ambulance dudes got there in what felt like days.I could here the sirens in my head as soon as my friend droped the phone.They got there in about 10min i think.They really didnt take that long.When they got there i felt just a little bit safer.I finally got up from the stairs.Arms over friends sholders.The ambos couldnt do anything.They just tried to tell me ill be alright,cause i was actually having an anxiety attack.They tried to reashore me id be fine.But said i could go with em to hospital if i still felt i should!man i wanted this fealing to go away,so they took me to the hospital.Even there they couldnt give me anything.I just needed to be around doctors just incase it got worse.I think i just wanted i gab of valium,so i could come down from this nightmare!!!a nurse would walk by to see that i was still fine every?!?!?who knows.by then time was just totally lost in another world.I was in the hospital for about 4 hours,where i think i was just being observed,and reashored that i was going to be fine.They actually where nice doctors,especially for a saturday night at the alfred!!!all they needed was a dude way peaked out on his bickes.I kept telling them sorry that they had to waist there time on a doofess like me who couldnt handle his drugs.I felt really guilt cause there was others who where really sick or injured,but the nurses and doctors would say,but thats what we are here for.
After halucinating my bed sheet was made of little blue square mirror sequence,ide have to shake my head every five minutes to stop the freakie visuals.For a while,my girlfriend who was beside me,peaking aswell.I stated to look at her and her cardigan which was a trippy type of wool,started to blend in with the whole hospital.All i could see was my girls face and everything else blended into her cardigan.The whole hospital was covered in woolen cardigan,and her head was in the middle of it all!!! crazy shit.I would call out to my friends,who i could hear,but where not there. was a very scary experience!
Was so excited when i was told i could go home and ill be fine,and id hadnt taken anything to crazy,and it was alot of anxiety that didnt help my situation!!!
so yeah that was one of the freakiest night of my life ever.
Friends picked me up and took me home to all my other friends

Thanks Princess

for staying right by me every minute.Even though you cant stand hospitals!
and i have to say thanks again to the dudes in the ambulance.They where so nice man!

anywho,this is a long post and it late,so good by for now

oh and remember.Anxiety is not a prerequisite for a good night rooling!
Stay safe people,and remember that when it all gets that bit scary and crazy,and you feal like calling an ambulance,dont hesitate or be paranoid about what they will think.Cause like they kept telling me.Thats what they are there for!
pEacE LovE aNd HappinEss
Chaos

 

[atomica]

at the greenant green nuns party last october i did a pink miami in two halves. it didnt seem to do all that much, and asymmetry dropped a whole grey/beige heart. for some unknown reason, i did likewise even tho i dont even have half his tolerance. my legs turned to jelly, and i had to sit down. i ended up melting into the floor, visuals all messed and i couldnt understand anything (words, hear music, nothing) i thought i was going to die. fortunately for me, my body is not bad at getting rid of things it doesnt want, and i vomitted twice before things started to make any sense. i must have been out of it a good coupla hours cuz i missed the green nuns completely. i am also lucky that there were so many beautiful souls around me who kept an eye on me and made sure i was okay. if anyone reading this was there and checked in on me, i thank you w/ all my heart

the main trouble w/ that experience is that a week later asym and i were at groove therapy, and right before we left, i started shaking. i thought it was a sugar thing so i ate a kitkat. while i was there tho, the shaking got worse and worse, and i could barely stand. eventually, we ended up leaving. i had fits of shaking daily for the next four months w/out touching any drugs at all (cept ciggies), it wasnt till new year when i thought fukkit, i wanna have fun - and i did - and it stopped. i still get the shakes sometimes, mostly if i get a small fright or am nervous bout something. its an anxiety reaction that i seem to permanently have.
anyways, i think the outstanding things from all these stories is (of course) always moderate and take care, and also, its so great to have friendly caring people around when you need them most. so if you see someone who seems to be having a hard time, take the timeout of your night to give them some reassurance (altho i know all you bluelighters would!)

smilez and take care everyone

(damn it's good to get back on bluelight! thankgod my exams and year end group certificates are over!! yayay!

 

[BliSSS*]

Haven't really had anything to bad, but I am the one that friends come to if they start to fuck up.
1. A friend flipped out on his pill and thought he was going to die, after St Johns told him just to dance it out of his system we walked round, danced round the outside of Utopia 8 and then he started to feel like he wasn't real, I had to keep touching his face, getting him to touch things around us, giving him leaves to scrunch and things. Then he started to think he couldn't breathe without telling himself to do it, or actually me telling him to do it, so we stood for 6 hours me telling him "Breathe in, Breath out" continuously... whenever I stopped he would start to get freaked out and stop breathing..
he was fine though, he can explain it better.
For personal experiences, when I was at lock stock 2 last october(??) and had half a butterfly after having half something else and it came on and I started getting roll backs, and couldn't stand still, I thought I was going to die, so I found a friend who doesn't dump anymore and made her come into the bathroom with me so I had a chance to breathe, after I got used to it & had Jo with me I was fine. (She's like my security person, whenever something comes on strong I just hang with her for a bit, she doesn't look after me, but just being around her makes me feel safer.)
The other times it has happened was after NYE (rolex) NYday (1/2 butterfly) & NYDnight (1/2 gold ck) I went to my boyfriends, we lay for about 4 hours (felt like 10 minutes) and then he made me get up and go to the doctors because I had been continuously coughing, when I got there, the pill came back on. He was fine, but I got so scared having to see the doctor, not being able to go home, or to his house or anywhere cause I was just to fucked... and feeling like this alone.
The other time was B2B2 when I had a blue love but it didn't work like it had the 3 weeks before, instead it made me tired and I couldn't dance (except for the hardcore set) and then, I was throwing up for 3 hours... not continuously.. I just kind of sat it out, didn't get to worried cause I had a friend with me, but I couldn't find anyone and I really wanted my boyfriend..
Anyway, sorry, they are just really short, but should make sense, been through the stories so many times it becomes kind of blunt and to the point after awhile...
Not even going to try to retell my Happy Valley experience.
I am just glad I know how to look after myself, If I didn't have experience calming others down and looking after them then I would be fucked...
jaX*
[This message has been edited by BliSSS (edited 19 July 2000).]

 

[Hamlet]

hey ya all. man some pretty bad stories there. b4 last weekend i always thought that i couldn't relate to bad e experiences as i had only had bad experiences on one drug b4 and that's acid. so i was very surprised at what happened at a rave at kryal castle last weekend.
i had dropped 3/4 of a green CU (hehehe) a quarter of a sunflower (acid) and a quarter of a Hoffman 2000. it took about an hour for all this shit to kick in and when it did i felt on top of the world. insane rushes, feeling awsome, cuddling with my g/f in the corner, things couldn't be any better. i seriously doubt that i have ever felt any better. 2 hrs later, still going as hard and still sitting in the corner doing the same thing i got an incredibly NEGATIVE feeling. nothing in specific. just about EVERYTHING. i thought very negative (not bad or scary) thoughts.
my feeling can only be described as being completely oppostite to what i was feeling only minutes earlier. i got up and went for a dance, but it wasn't any good. i went for a quick walk outside and when i came back in i felt fuken awsome and the rest of the night was pure bliss.
i think someone brought up a good point. i was feeling too damn good and just couldn't handle the feeling so i defensively rejected it. weird.
someone very special helped me through it without even knowing it just by making me feel good and special once i got back onto the dance floor. thank u

could have been the acid, or the cu, or my crazy head, but it only lasted for about 20 mins and then was completely gone. it was very very worrying and weird. i felt SO NEGATIVE i just can't describe it. i hope it doesn't happen again next time i drop.

p.s. this is a fucking AWSOME thread. people contribute to it because it helps us all figure out wtf happened that time when things weren't going as planned!!!

 

[GhOst]

ive had a few episodes
the orange duck story-
after gatecrashers this yr, i went to hardkandy for recovery, where i dropped a little orange duckie from my fren. this is a pill ALL my frens loved. yes the peak was extremely high, and its the first time i found the lasers at HK so extremely beautiful. that's wat got me started on staring at the HK laser every friday from then onwards... (i still do). but anyways, after dat, i totally freaked out n started seeing people in trees, in my brother's carpet etc. a couple of wks later, someone told me they broke 1 of these orange ducks in half n found a little piece of paper inside!
2000 + 2 playstations + K story-
at 1 HK, i met a fren who fed me a 2000, n later fed me 2 playstations plus some special K. i couldnt remember wat i did after dat. the next day, he told me i babbled away at him from 4pm to 12midnite non stop.
the loooonnnnnggg home session-
a bunch of us popped together at home over 4 days. cant even remember how many we took but it was ALOT of green hondas n white butterflies. by the 4th day, i was feeling abit immune to these 2 types n decided i shld give the playstation a try again. wat happened was dat i was speeding so hard i couldnt stop dancing altho my body was too tired to carry on. eventually i plopped down on the floor n started to get pins n needles on my feet n hands. then i started laffing uncontrollably, even tho i didnt find anything funny at all. after the laffing, i started cramping all over, my hands were clenched so tight my nails were digging into my palms n my fren had to pry them open so i dont start bleeding. i felt like my heart was gonna stop any minute, like i was over-speeding too much for my heart to handle. after that i started walking all around the apartment with no control at all, i was just moving automatically round n round n round. was about 6 hrs or so b4 i got back to normal.
the e + speed story-
i was at chasers, n was on speed since the the day b4. decided to drop a speedy pill, n the same feeling happened- felt like i oversped. i sat down for 2hrs n couldnt move or speak. like my body gave up on me.
i guess the moral of the story is... less is more. n mixing may or may not give the desired effects.
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~littleHKlaserTriPPeR~

 

[OzchiC]

My worst, well i spose it woudl be called my worst altho i8t was fun for a while, was at utopia 10 and i was charging pretty well, after only about 45 mins and half way though fenix's set, i was starting to feel as through someone stole my legs- no, seriously
but it would come on for about 2 mins and then leave for 10-15 mins
but, after walking up the stairs after fenix's set finished, i remember going to have a bit of a chill out dance in the so called 'house' arena.
and then, i had lost my friends, and i started to panic my ass off, and i went to the really tiny outside bit, and luckily they were there, but i was panicing my ass off while i was walking to the place.
and it was too cold out there, so i went inside for a while by myself, i was only gunna go for like 5 mins, but i found a nice pillar, and i decided i want to sit on the floor and lean on it, and all i know is i was there for about 45 mins
i wanted to get up sooooooo badly, i could here jumping jack i think it was going in the main and i wanted to dance, but i couldn't feel my legs, and i couldn't move, a real nice girl came over tho- cuz we were dummy twins and i had seen her ealier, and she helped me up and then i started to grow some more legs, and was able to move my arms, and i was fine again.
so, after that i taught myself not to mix more then 2 different pillz
i had one of the newest batch of yellow maccas, a blue mactime and half a mitsubishi
i would have just had all the same, but i had too many pillz in my collection (heh) to chose from, so i decided i woudl have some different ones
and i at like 1/4 to 4, i was gunna dump another blue mactime- but i decided no way, i didn't want to have to get new legs again, so i had a blue walker
which prolly was the crappest pill i ever had, my friend was selling them for 45 bucks, and so i figured they woudl be pretty okay, and she told me they were sik
she had had 'em, but they were shit, i traded my blue mactime, which are fukn awesome when not mixed with others, not too intense, but a nice clean smooth roll
yuuum
but, that was basically my worst experience
heh
after reading some other peoples, i am scared of my pillz, but- if i have my super flying shoes, i wil be fine
heh
hmm
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In a time of ancient gods, warlords and kings... a land in turmoil cried out fo a hero.... she was xena- a mighty princess forged in the heat of battle.
The power, the passion, the danger ..... her courage would change the world.

 

[Toga]

Without a doubt my worst drug experience involves LSD. Being an experienced tripper of many years I thought I could handle having large amounts of acid. Indeed, my friends and I routinely would ingest approx 250 - 300 micrograms. Sometimes, however it is impossible to know how strong your acid is...Well I'll cut to the chase, at a night out with friends, I dumped what we later found out (through lab analysis) to be roughly 600 micrograms. Needless to say I lost it big time. In a short space of time I became disorientated, lost the ability to talk, my balance was failing. Soon after due to sensory overload, I became blind. Everything was black. I became separated from my friends and becamed pannicked and within a short space of time was incapable of descision making, neither could I hear properly due to a noisey environment. I soon lost all sense of equilibrium and so could not tell whether I was standing up or lying down, an extemely terrifiying feeling!!
At this moment I could feel all reason and rational thought slipping away, like I was freefalling down a dark long pit. I could knew that any moment I would have no grip on reality any more. I fully expected to either wake up in an ambulance or in hospital, I began thinking that due to my total lack of sensory imput that perhaps I was in hospital and I just couldn't hear anyone trying to help me.
In such traumatic experiences, the brain tries to help you cope....and so I was sure that this was a dream, that it couldn't possibly be real. I was yelling for my friends/ family anyone who I thought could help me. I ran about screaming and began to tear clothes off (including shoes, socks, and watch!) untill I was left in only underwear, afterall if this wasn't REAL then it didn't matter what I did did it?
I was freaking big time, and began to think that I was going to die, I could feel my body shutting down ( all in my mind ofcourse -but SO real at the time). I was hyperventilating and thought I could feel my heart slowing down - feeling myself begin to die ( or what my brain thought it was like to die).
This is when the bouncers grabbed me ( as you would when a guy in only underwear is running around your venue screaming) , to me the grip of the bouncers was Death squeezing the life from me. I struggled for all I was worth, to me it was all or nothing, if I lost then I died. Telling me to calm down whilst pinning me to the ground and beating the shit out of me didn't help. I finally lost conciousness after getting my head rammed into the concrete floor...
The nice men threw me out of the venue, somewhere in a strange city in only my underwear into the 4 degree night where( now conscious again and sight comming back)I thought I had actaully died (due to being knocked out) and had "passed on" into another life or different universe. Having no other option in this new life, I ran into the unknown.........
....When my brain stopped screaming ( and it doesn't have to stop to draw breath)I slowly came to in the garden of some business in an industrial area of strange city. No idea where I was, no money, no phone, no-one TO phone, even if I could remember the numbers, and NO CLOTHES. no idea which hotel we were staying at, any everyone I knew was at the venue. Still was a sketchy as all hell as talking was a problem. I was beaten and bloody, my hands and fingers had cuts down to the bone and the bottom of my feet were cut bruised and swollen.
With the help of some (very) good samaritans who gave me clothes and helped me to our wonderfull emergency services people, I was patched up, given a blanket ( made into a fine toga - hey I needed all the dignity I could get!)and reunited with my friends. Needless to say I still don't hear the end of this.
Yes I know it was stupid - I wasn't aiming for such a high dose and it did put me off acid for a looooooong while.
The model of the story is: always check your dosage!!!
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[Voodoo Chile]

I'm sorry Toga, but all I have to say is.....Where the fuck were all your friends???? There is no way my friends would let me be thrown out of a venue and not go with me. In fact, if I have gone off by myself for more than about 20 mins, one of my mates comes and finds me (the best part about being the only girl in a clubbing group - they all look after me!!)

 

[Toga]

Dunno where they were, usually it's cool - unlucky I guess. But we are big girls and boys, I cant hold it against anyone but myself.
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[Larnie]

Damn...I decided to start taking about 4 -5 months ago and the first one that I had was a Gold CK .
Was at a friends of a friends house and got completely stonned out of my head before I took it so you can imagine what happened to me after that. One by one my senses started shutting down and I lapsed into a deep roll with my eyes closed and my head back! when I forced myself to come too, I started getting all my senses back slowy and then drove home with intense concentration(had a very fast sports car but drove to the speed limit for the first time ever). Had a my best friend with me to keep me motivated and kept it real(thank god )!!!
I would love those gold CK's to come back !!!!

 

[flutter]

WOW Toga....i thought my acid story was bad!!!
My bad experience happened about 4 years ago at my yr 12 formal afterparty. We couldn't get pills so about 6 of us opted for acid.They were supermans. It was great for a while, running around being stupid, we even had this great mission searching for a bong. I remember all of us sitting in a circle at the back of the party. The rest of the party was far away but i was scared of them, they were all in black and white while us trippers were colourful. After that i don't remember much else.We all lost it. I remember running around the yard, falling onto a pile of logs, and i was seeing everything in strange patterns. I freaked and ran out of the party. I found myself at a closed service station trying to work out how to get home even though i was in my own neighbourhood i didn't know where i was. Basically i don't remember much of the night which had never happened to me before. I was running down the street when i heard my friend call my name and i looked up to see him in a taxi. As soon as i saw him i was straight and the whole night just hit me. I was like 'Wow i just lost it and didn't even know'. It was freaky cause all 6 of us lost it. It made me steer clear of acid for a while.
Moral of this story. Don't take acid two weeks before your HSC.

 

[Barney Gumnut]

Probably driving my girlfriends mum's car under influence of way too much liquid LSD in the CBD to get my screaming, manic, friend home at 8am on a Monday morning. OR...driving my dads car from MT Disappointment under Influence of same drug after changing a flat tyre on the way there. When I got the car home I got out and realised I had not put the wheel nuts on and the wheel was on the verge.
STUPIDITY!!!
Barney
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bush and doof go together like horse and hoof

 

[onamission]

I had the worst experience this weekend just gone on acid...I tried it for the first time well that is, willingly and not from discovering it was in a pill. I had a full trip and waited about half an hour and not being aware of how long they take to kick in thought it wasn't working so i dropped another 3/4 of one and about two hours later was that scattered that I couldn't even have a conversation, well that is one that made much scense! The part that made it really bad was the fact that I was at Tatou with only my boyfriend who was yes just as scattered as me. There were various times where we both panicked because we were so out of control and having nobody who had a grip to talk to it was so f#@king scarey. I finally got lucky when I started talking to this guy....Chris whoever you are thank you!...he was like a lifeline for me and without him I don't know how the f#@k I would have got through it. I think I might stick to pills in the future and stay the f#@k away from acid its just too scattering for me!

 

[SpeedFrog]

Ah shit. It seems BLiSSS has already told my surpreme fuckup story

Yeah - that was scary though. I hadn't dumped for a few months...and of course, because Utopia 8 was a big one, we started hitting the chems at around 3PM that afternoon...racking up line after line...got there, and dumped half a Pink Heart. Danced for a while...then came outside to chat for a bit.
Partook in the usual peaking activities...smoking, massages etc...then when the half wore off, I dumped another one, racked up some more speed, and went inside to dance. Did that happily for quite a while, until half-way through Paul Holden's set, he decided to throw on Angels, by A-Tension.
Anyone who's heard this song can testify that it's probably one of the biggest cheese anthems out there.
So I'm dancing away, and suddenly the pill kicked in harder...the colours became more vibrant...the music became really loud...and suddenly my stomach started churning. I made it half-way to the toilet, and then threw up the bottle of water I'd just finished. Realising it was time for a break, I moved outside to try and calm down...however, the cold air did nothing but make me peak harder. Eventually I decided to go see the St. Johns guys, but they did nothing but feed me a large pill which fizzed in my mouth, gave me a glass of water, and then told me to go inside and dance it off.
I couldn't do that however, as whenever I got closer to the thumping basslines, reality went pear-shaped again. Eventually we were standing at the back of the grandstand, me hyperventilating like a lunatic, and convinced that I was starting to fade into nothing (I mean that literally, too...everything started losing its color).
And that's how it came to be me and Jacqui standing at Utopia 8, Jacqui doing ridiculous arm gestures, and synchronising the movements with her "Breathe in...breathe out..." speech.
Scary stuff, but I'm eternally grateful for it. Love ya, Jax

I've also had two other bad experiences, which I mentioned in another thread...basically if I stay awake for two nights straight, computer monitors give me a mild epileptic fit. Needless to say, since pills stop working on me during the next day (I get chatty, nothing more), I don't bother dumping on a comedown.
-- SpeedFrog.
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ever seen a frog on speed? i didn't think so.