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well i have WAY too many interesting drinking experiences....
but i'll say my favorite was the time i woke up, and thought i stayed home... then i was like, hmmm why are there twigs in my hair? and why do i feel like shit??? weird... turns out i was taking shots with my friend nickie, and we decided to go out and meet a couple guys we knew at this park. we made it to the park, but we were so hammered we fell over. then we started wrestling, WWF styles!!! so hammered... then i passed out, and nickie couldn't figure out what to do... she left me there and went down the street to find our friends, but she couldnt' find them so she like, dragged me like, 2 blocks , and put me on this guy's lawn. then the motion sensor turned on and there's this huge flood light on me, and some guy goind "what the hell is going on out there???" so nickie shoved me under some tree. then i lost my shoes.... then i got up and tried to walk, but i'd walk a step then think i was fine, then my eyes would just roll back and i'd fall over..... then somehow i fell head first down some dirt hill... gave myself whiplash i think... ooohhh i had so many cuts and bruises!! finally we met my friends, and they gave us a ride to nickie's house. but just as we pulled up, the cops pulled up behind us!! so nickie props me up in front of the bushes in front of her house (you know, those kind that are like a wall, they're so dense), winds up , and PUSHES me through the bushes! i land on my face on her front lawn, and she dragged me in the house.... and the funny part is, i knew none of this when i woke up. i thought i stayed home!! i wondered for the whole day what happened, cuz when i got up nickie had left, so i couldn't ask her... oooh fucked up night. i didn't drink for a long time after that!! okay.. .i drank like, the next week! hahah there's lots more where that came from :P |
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a triple X... at riverside... december 2000...
i stepped out of this world for a couple hours. into a void of absolute nothing. the music was gone. people were gone. the wall behind me was gone, but something was still propping me up. all this happened in the middle of a party. i can never top that. it was a spiritual revelation in my life. i saw what quite possibly could have been the end of existence. the way people describe death. theories. this was an experience amongst them all. pure bliss. |
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Riverside 2000 as well, can't remember the name of the party (DJ Hardware was the headliner, he was dope).
I got some E from a friend that turned out to be PCP; of course I didn't know this at the time. I started getting super paranoid at first, wondering where the fuck my girlfriend (at the time) was and where all my friends were. My gf found me and calmed me down big time, so I just stood there in a trancelike state looking at the lights. The lights were coming at me in rectangular blocks, and I could feel them gently hitting my face and passing by me. It felt like I was a little person inside my own head, looking out at the world around me through my eyes, but not really being a part of it. After just standing there blank for about 30 minutes I started dancing, and didn't stop until the party ended at 7am or so -- Complete obliviousness. At the time I was scared, I thought I had fucked myself up for good. In retrospect though, it was an amazing experience, and I'm half tempted to try it again =) |
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*Not rave related*
Well, the only drug-experience that stands out beyond the "I was sketchy, it was lame", "I was drunk, I fell over/passed out/puked/hooked up with random people", or "I was high and plurry", was the first time I got really, really stoned, I was about 13... It was the summer, we were at the fireworks, and had 12 joints between the four of us. Needless to say, being a little 13 year old girl, I got a little ripped. We walked over to this log and sat down and instantly I felt as if the sand was creeping up my legs... I felt like I was sinking to my ankles, my knees, my thighs, my waist, my chest... It was scary, I started hyperventilated and my friend came over and calmed me down by rambling on and on about pizza and how I needed to get pizza otherwise horrible things would happen. We went and got pizza. We came back and this guy was on *our* log, so we started talking to him and he commented on my shoelaces. Being the paranoid pot-head that I was, I thought he was going to steal them. I got so scared and no one would go elsewhere with me so I started sobbing. A policeman, it was a fireworks night after all, came over to me and asked me how I was doing... This did little to help my paranoia.
Blah. It wasn't even exciting... Just a bad experience. Heh. |
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No shit. :P
I totally agree. Most drugs are. Blah. I can't smoke that shit anymore unless I'm drinking, because then the act of smoking just feel *so* good, and I'm trying not to smoke ciggies too much, so pot seems like a nice alternative... *snickers*
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I hate smoking anything in general, I don't like it when my lungs feel like trash.
I used to smoke WAY too much weed in highschool, it was literally making me dumber, I have no doubt. I started feeling much better, both physically and mentally when I quit. Same holds true with any other drug. My philosophy is that if I'm going to be screwing with my head I may as well make it worth the braincells :P |
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*shrugs*
This is going to make me sound silly, but I find smoking sexy... Whether it be other people doing it, or me. I know that sex appeal isn't worth cancer, hence me not being an avid smoker of anything.
Sean, have you noticed feeling dumber after taking ecstacy? People always tell me that's the reason they quit but I've never experienced that kind of feeling with e, only with pot... Hrm. |
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Funny that you mention it, the first time I tried E was in '99, and until this year I had only done it 5 times. Since New Years I've done it about 5-6 times, and I'm starting to notice a come down effect. I've never felt that before, it's just sort of a sketchy feeling the next day, like a hangover without the physical side effects. Just the overall feeling that something isn't quite right.
Obviously I don't like this feeling, so I'm going to take even less E than I currently do. I love doing it, but I hate feeling like crap, whether from drinking, smoking pot, or dropping E. As for it making me "dumber", definitely not in the same manner pot did. After smoking a lot of pot over the weekend, I would be less coherant for days afterwards. I'd be far more absent minded than normal, and quite often when I'd open my mouth to say something I'd trip over my words, which would make me sound like a moron. Overall, I didn't like it, so that sparked me to quit. I don't miss it at all =) |
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Most memorable experience was the first time I popped E. Let's just say that there is nothing like the first time in this case.
I remember looking over at my friend and she had her head tilted back and had this big smile on her face, I asked her "What's going on?' She replies "I'm just floating around on a cloud right now..." So I decide to just relax, sit back and do the same. What do I see? No clouds, but rather I'm flying towards a big supermarket with a huge orange roof. The hand of God comes down a lifts off the roof and I end up flying up and down the isles and all the priduct labels are a blur as I'm moving so fast. As I said... nothing quite like the first time. I couldn't stop smiling. :c-tard: |
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green chanels if u wanna have a memorable one
k at hybrid at plaza, this was like the 3rd time poppin and i found green chanels. so one goes down the hatch in the lineup and im trippin feelin good. so we get in and im feelin real good so i think i want to get mashed since it was my first time at a rave. so another goes down. im still trippin, dancin it up with all my buddies and then BOOM!!! the second hits. woah. trippy. kinda like the WTC towers eh? just when u think it couldnt get any worse, BAM!
well im fuckin ripped trippin on everythin thats goin on, so my buddies start movin around and i start to follow, but im followin the wrong people, a bunch o nammers all look at me and im all fucked up, all slack jawed starin at the lights. dont know who was playin but it was fucked up cuz i was all hypnotized jus lookin at the lights. then (i guess im peakin now) everything starts goin fast forward, everyone is moving so fast im lookin around and then my buddies find me and they are all goin fastforward style too and all of a sudden they stop goin fast forward and go normal speed, like pressin ff to play. they ask me sum stuff, leave and everything is back to FF! so i trip out and for the next hour or so im trippin myself out with my glowsticks, all waving them in front of my eyes. the nammers all lookn at me wierd cuz im trippin myself out, usually i trip others out but man was i gonedee. so im now back at the normal 1 pill high and my buddies are like, lets go were leavin. WAAAAT!! i was just so fucked beyond repair and now im fine and its time to leave?!? damn. i had the worst come down ever after it happened. i think it was mostly pcp in it so thats why. i was so sketchy for the next comin weeks everyone knew at school i popped jus cuz the way i acted. so now i dont do e anymore. summerlove was the last time and even then i only did a half to keep me awake. so yeah, man thats a lot o typin. memorable hella :sixpak: |
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My shroom trip! It wuz sweeeet! I hadn't done any more than 2 grams of mush before and hadn't done them in quite a long time, and then me n my friend went out into this foresty type place and I had probably about 8 grams... it wuz seriously fuked up, but a lotta fun [expect for the part where I couldn't move and the part when my parents saw my fuked up on sumthing].. but the bulk of it wuz really cool.. the visuals were pretty amazing, and at one point I travelled into a different reality... like inside my hands.... hard to describe but it wuz neat!!
umm... worst experience at Frosty, hashcookie and a gel cap of my friend's e... I think mixing the two made it bad... but I was in the med room most of the night wishing I would throw up cuz I felt sooo sick, it was NOT an enjoyable experience! ~breezy |
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Hmmm I dunno sixpak, that doesn't sound like PCP to me. At least was very different than the one time I accidentally did PCP. That time EVERYTHING was slow, I'd look at my watch and 2 seconds felt like 10 minutes.
Probably a shitmix of a whole lot of different stuff. Makes for a funny story though =) |
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On my 20th..... I got bammed. More bammed than I've ever been in my whole life.
I'll keep it short and sweet. - 20 kokanees - 4 tallboys of bud - 10 shots of various hard liquor - 2 long island iced teas - 3 rum & cokes - one triple margarita I was at the Wild Coyote. I remember everything up until the time I smashed my head open on the balcony trying to climb up onto the stage to dance with this chick. I woke up the next day around 4 o'clock with blood all over my shirt. Good times man....... good times. -Dwight:Somatic: |
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this is sort of unrelated to the topic,
but even up till now... sometimes i can't handle seeing people high.. i always thought that it was something that I would eventually get over, and get used to.... but sometimes I see people all fucked up and it makes me wanna cry.. it's strange especially to see your friends in that state of mind... Becase you're so used to seeing the "every day" them.. or more used to the sober them.. i personally think it's not anything I'll ever get used to.. i guess I still have summa my previous morals eating away at me sumtimes.. |
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