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Dec 22, 01
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Worst Trips ever...
Allright here we go....
My friend and i were going to take 3 grams of mushrooms each (we had bought 6 the night before) and go with some other friends of hers that i didn't really know to the 3-d movie at the Imax downtown. This was my second time doing them and I don't mind the taste so i munched them down like the blazes. She ate them really slowly and only ate about 1 quarter of her portion cause she hated the taste (later she told me she had never done them before!!??) So we are on the seabus on our way to the movie (i live on the north shore) and i'm talking to the guy who sold them to us and he mentioned that he had in fact been on mushrooms when he sold them to her and had sold her 10 grams instead of 6....ummm, ok, so i've just eaten 5 grams of mush in about 10 mins for my second time...bad thoughts start to form, the guy who sold them says that im "going to be like a walking zombie"...yeah, thanks for the good vibes... We watch the 3-d movie which was awesome, and im starting to get super high. the girl i did them with (I'll call her Kelly) says she is feeling nothing and they end up not working on her at all (!?) So here i am, downtown, on 5 grams, no one else is high. we walk across streets and it seems like people are glaring at me from in their cars! They must know im high on mush!! ahh! what if they decide to run me over ? What then!? what then i ask you!!?? I phone one of my close friends on my cell and leave panickes mesaages on her pager, begging her to rescue me... ....And now we are now just getting on the seabus where everyone looks so repulsively ugly and is staring at me...the people im with, and Kelly seem to be mocking me and asking questions which cannot be possibly answered. i catch a glimpse of my self in a window and i simply look like a dark devil's reflection. I spend the rest of the seabus ride in the corner with a newspaper crumpled over my head. I can't even talk to the people im with cause none of them are high and 2 out of the 3 of them i don't know at all. Eep!! We take the bus back to her house, which consists of me being insanely paranoid and trying to hide from the people im with somewhere on the small bus. This, of course ends in utter failure seeing as its pretty hard to hind on a crowded bus. When we get back to the Kelly's house , I sneak away silently and get in my car trying to drive away and escape from these ugly, horrible people!! :044: I turn my car on and am trying to understand the sponge that is now my gas pedal while the road is bending up and down in front of me. Luckily, my one friend there came out to the car and used my cell phone to call one of my friends who does alot of acid (so that he can understand the my mental situation) and he comes and picks me up. We go to his apartment and spend the rest of the night practicing our tuts n stuff...listening to the earthy sounds of some dnb...whew!! :) So it ended all right, but those of you who've done mush can understand the hell that is 5 grams + downtown + people you don't know + no one else high + seabus ride with bright lights illuminating my 4 foot wide pupils (and, at the time, the devil horns undulating on my skull) hehe...Yah, i know, i 've written a book here... anyone else with mad stories of nights gone horribly, horribly wrong? :Kam: 
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Dec 22, 01
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dude...that rilly sux....and i know where ure coming from cuz i have never once had a good time on mush.......and 5 grams is so much, i get completely out of control on 2.5.
itz funny how mush is one of the safer drugs yet can make a person completely retarded.
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Dec 22, 01
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so this concludes my hypothesis: doing drugs and theyre potentcy all relies on how each individual person's own body.
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Dec 23, 01
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at shambhala my bf unknowingly drank a group of people's water bottle, the entire thing. it turned out it was heavily dosed with really good liquid acid. i'd gone home on sunday morning and i went back up to get him the next day, no one had seen him for about 5 hours and everyone kept telling me he was all cross eyed and out of it. i freaked out thinking he'd gone and hid in the woods somewhere and that i'd never find him, i was running around the shambhala site for like 3 hours looking for him. when i was there he'd had an e and i didn't know he'd drank any acid at the time but from what people were telling me i thought he must be on it, i know what he's like on acid. one of my friends was all sketchy and told me he thought my bf was dead, yeah, thanks dustin... sketcher.
turns out he thought all his friends knew all his deepest darkest secrets and they were all conspiring to let everyone know about all the bad things he'd ever done and make him feel bad. and he thought i'd masterminded the whole thing and was telling his friends all this stuff about him! it took me forever to convince him that it was all in his head and i was at home trying to sleep the night before. our neighbours saw him on monday morning and took him home, i passed them on their way down when i was going up. when i got home bf had broken the window of the house because one our neighbours' mom had him all tripped out and had made him think i'd left and the house was locked so he broke the window to get in, then had to explain that one to the landlady. she was not impressed. moral of the story, don't let your water bottle out of your sight! i'm just glad some little 15 year old kid or someone who'd never done acid didn't drink that by mistake, they would have been hauled away in a straight jacket. i have more wonderful acid stories. Last edited by jade; Dec 23, 01 at 04:20 AM.
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Dec 23, 01
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Acid on halloween!!!!
okay welll it was halloween... making it scarier!!!
i had just stolen my moms car from the garage..it was 1 am and i was talking on my cordless phone in the car....i was going to visit my friend in cocquitlem and i was in burnaby. Never driven a standard before..so i was asking him how to drive !!! so i start the car and go down the steet ..get use of the wholoe"changing gear thing.....and whatever i was almost there. i stopped at the red light and stalled the car...it rolled back into the car behind me..i freaked out!! and the guy let me off!!! eventually I arrived...SCARED shittless!!! but i was happy to be there!!! :147: my friend said he had acid..and asked me if i wanted any..im like sure why not......TOTally forgot....i had to drive home at 5am before the traffic got busy and my step dad woke up!!!! so there i am feeling the acid ...(i did 2 hits) i couldn't stop smiling....i kept on thinking my friend was whispering about me to his friend but i didn't care!!!! UNtiL...i remembered i had to drive........i looked at my watch it was 4:45am......all i was think was Oh my FUcking GOD!!!! so i got up told him to come out and help me start the car and shit....hahaha........i was driving REALLy fast....like 130kp/h because i couldn't feel how hard i was pushing the gas pedal.....i didn't stop the whole way!!!! went through all the red lights....stop signs.......ANd i was SCARED.....i kept hearing someone in the back seat of the car....(thinking about some scary movie) so i kept looking back...and the car would swurve!! :D: anyways i have no clue how i got home alive!!! :035: i tripped out in my room..talked to the mirror until it was time to go to school!!! SCHOOL oh NO!!! i had to go.....for sum reason!! i sat in my chair in class..looking at my math..nothing made any sense....so all of sudden i thought i had lost my smartness!!! so i got up and SCREAMED..HELP me!!! im on ACID.....everyone started laughing!!!.....the teacher sent me home..and my mom laughed at me too!!! MORAL of the story: Dont drive when ur on acid!!!!! ITS the WORST!!!! PEACE ouWWITTTAA!!! (sorry its soo long) :231:
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Dec 23, 01
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Well, my little story isn't all THAT horrible, but it was still scary and could've ended with me doing something I didn't want to.
I was at the World one night with some friends, and for some reason, the E I took was a lot more powerful than I originally had thought. But it wasn't the get-up-and-go type (at first), but rather extremely mellow, so mellow, in fact, that I literally couldn't move for a little while. So I'm sitting on a couch in the red room, unable to move even though I was trying to, and barely able to talk, when this nasty older guy comes and sits down next to me. He starts putting the moves on me, which eventually progresses to groping (I think he was drunk or something which was why he so aggressive), and I can't do anything about it cuz I can't move! I think I mumbled to him to stop, but I was so out of it that he probably couldn't hear me. Luckily for me, a couple of my friends came by and quickly put a stop to what he was doing when they saw the condition I was in. I drank some water, rested for a bit, and shortly afterwards, feeling started returning to my body and I felt normal again. Physically, I wasn't in any pain or nauseous or anything like that, my motor functions just stopped working for a little while, which is very frightening. I've never had anything like that happen since, but it just goes to show that if you're gonna do drugs, always do them with friends around who can help you if you get into trouble... I shudder to think what might've happened if mine weren't there :039: . *demented hugz* ~ Trinity ~
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Dec 23, 01
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Re: Worst Trips ever...
yeah man i had a real bad trip on mush once...i ended up picking being all paranoid like you, and then i picked a fight with some guys, who were compete pussies and left...but then they came back two hours latter, with like 50 people that they were gonna get to fight me...it ends up with my ass in my friends car getting chased by like 4 car loads of people, who want to kill me...it was fuckin stupid...and those kids still hold the grudge even like 6 months later,so whenever i see em in public i have to leave before they phone all their friends and try and lynch me five on one.
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Dec 23, 01
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i've had pretty good experiances except once i was with a friend and we were both on 3g of really potent shrooms.. so she was driving and i was so paranoid we were speeding *we werent* then i had to go in to pay for the gas while she pumped it at the gas station.
So i go in and say 15 bux regular and i was stuttering and was SO wide eyed looking at everyone! people started to give me dirty looks *hey we were in NEW WEST lol..* and i looked back at the lady who reached for the money several times and i was too busy looking at candy bars etc to hand it too her. i was mumbling and she kept giving me death looks and eventually said 'are you okay?' in the snarkiest tone ever. im like yep! and paid and quickly walked out. haha i could feel people staring at me i just knew they all were. as we drove away i could see the lady laughing at me. but who knows maybe she wasnt even laughing and it was all in my head? im so paranoid around people when im high
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Dec 23, 01
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i have more bad party experiences(not neccessarily negative but lets just call 'em a learning experience) then drug experiences.
The worst one would have to be at Give.Free.Festival. Although I had fun and it was terrific party over all, even though it rained like a cat in heat. So I started off drinking half about a 1/4 of a 40.oz of rum w/ coke. I may have had some other beverages, but I don't remember. The night passes, I see MikeRock walk into the river, we was drinking together, I guess he surpassed me. Later I do some mush(I don't know how much). About four hours later, it's still raining, I'm starting to get paranoid and having to go pee really bad. But don't want to get my bottom wet cuz there's no porto potties, cuz they couldn't get through the windie road. Anyway it went on raining, I went to stand near the fire to dry off, and this girl tells me to not stand so close cuz I was going to light on fire or something(she's crazy and making me more paranoid). I thought I peed my pants, because my pants were all wet because it was raining cats. I start doing other stuff, which isn't important. Do some more drugs which which makes me go shivver, and I learn that I'm not making any sense. Then go sleep in a friend's car, find my clothes, sleep some more, go to town, sleep, come back, sleep, go dance or something, leave. It's difficult to choose a bad trip, the first or second time I did acid is a close second. sigh.
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Dec 24, 01
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Shit.
yeah, I was downtown once, in about 2.5 grams of mushroom tea. it was entertaining, but still a bit too much. If you take that much mushrooms, do it with good friends, and go walk around in the forest or something. I was on like 5 grams of tea about a month ago, and I was in another world. If I wasn't in the forest at that time, I probably would have freaked out a hell of alot.
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Dec 24, 01
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Oh god... give free brings back SO MANY memories...
er.... aside from the fact that it was the first party I tried meth at... it was a cool party/festival. I enjoyed it. Quote:
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Jan 02, 02
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The worst trip i ever had was the time i did 4 points of K at school and then K-holed in art class. The out of body experience of a nice K-hple is always fun, good times!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
removing your bra 2 reveal your boobs
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Jan 03, 02
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i've never tried hallucinogens, but i have had VERY unpleasant experiences with drugs. the worst was probably my first (and only) time doing crystal. it was my first party and i had never touched any drug before--i hadn't even been drunk. i was caught extremely offguard and didn't really know the effects of jib. i did WAY too much and it hit me very hard when it started to kick in. i was extremely scared. i was literally unable to stay still and "danced" around in a tiny, solitary circle for hours scribbling in a little notebook i had with me. i thought i was going to die. i was terrified of losing the friend i was with, and unsure of my ability to recognize her face. i hated to be touched and felt as if i were sealed off entirely from the rest of the world. i felt unbelievably alone. when it finally wore off, i felt horrible for days after. it's not really surprising, i suppose, that i never tried it again.
-lauren
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Jan 06, 02
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Yah, for my first party i did a "Titanium" gell cap. Later i found out it was basically all jib. The comedown was me screaming in my friend's car, my lips turning blue and being unable to control what my hands did. It felt like they were going to explode if i didn't crush them between my legs to hold them down. I can't explain the feeling but that sucked far too much...
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Sep 22, 04
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Sep 22, 04
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Sep 22, 04
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lets just never speak of those fun days together again eh rhianna? =)
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Sep 22, 04
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I did mushrooms, too, with my friends, and we went downtown to the waterfront ( in nanaimo ) and I started feeling bad.
We met other ppl who were drinkin heavily in the park and started laughing at them, cause we saw them differently. After two minutes, someone said: the cops, the cops I blacked out and just started running, I dont know why..... I saw everything spinning and a cop was running after me. Fortunately, he chose to run after the other guy and got him, I had to cross the highway, cause I wanted to go to tim hortons. Somehow I made it, went into tim hortons, 6 cops sitting there, I was sweating, my pupils were huge, and I got smth to eat, run outside, and saw those ppl who were drinking again..... They were fucked up big times, one of them had blood on his face, and I Started running again, cause I thought the cops were after them and that they would get me..... THen fortunately I met those guys who I did mush with again and they calmed me down..... But it was the most fucked up trip I ever had....
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