[USER ARCHIVE]: Experiences of first times taking a particular drug.

[Cypher_09]

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[release][h2]Alcohol:[/h2]
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[b]Meader:[/b]
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The first time I ever really drank was with my mom. She got trashed off of two Mike's Hard Lemonades, and I had three of those, three Smirnoff Ices, and four shots of Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum. I felt completely sober, so I figured I might as well just get high so I feel SOMETHING. My sister and I went downstairs and smoked one bowl, and after that I was fucking GOOOOOOOOONE. I figured out the universe and how it works, which was such an intense revelation that I started crying. I finally got myself under control and went upstairs to have sex with my girlfriend at the time. Very positive experience.
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[b]Teal Moose:[/b]
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Came back from the chili cook off 102.1 the X hosts in Richmond with three friends, pretty good buds of mine. One friend had, for some reason, a whole trunk of Smirnoff and Mike's Hard variety of drinks. Wasn't my first time drinking, but my first time getting drunk. I immediately went for the strongest drink, only 5% alcohol, size of a beer bottle. Shit, I downed like four of those in thirty minutes. Followed up then by either two or three or four Smirnoff ices and maybe a Mike's Hard lemonade, shit I don't know. All I remember is shutter vision. Shit was fucking spinning. His dad came out to our drug shed to see how we were doing and I said something stupid about a bread sandwich (I don't get it either) that made him laugh. I was also fucking high as hell that night, wasn't my first time smoking weed though. I asked a lot of dumb questions, managed to fall down while sitting, slam my head into the glass and puke filled trashcan and pass out. It was hard as fuck to sleep. Minimal hangover the next morning. I puked, I puked a shitload.
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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My first time REALLY drunk was a little after my 16th birthday. Since I was raised Jewish, I had always drank wine on special occasions growing up, and occasionally tried my dad's beers and such. My parents really aren't heavy drinkers; my mom won't drive after a glass of wine. There's a place near me called Lazer Quest, really cool laser tag place, multiple levels, etc. Every month they do an all nighter 12-6am laser tag thing, so me and my friends went for my birthday. One of them brought a water bottle of what I now think is gin (though I had no idea at the time), and I got fairly drunk off it. It was awesome, I was really euphoric, had a ton of energy, and was having a great time running around in the dark with music blasting and fog machines going. Only a few of my friends drank then, but we all, sober or no, had a lot of fun. Unfortunately, the guy who brought it had already gone to a concert and party that night and was really fucked up, passed out and we had to call my parents to drive him home so he was in no condition to and no one else had their license.

Moral of the story: Drunk laser tag is fun
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[h2]Ambien:[/h2]
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[b]Master117:[/b]
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I was prescribed it when I was younger for my insomnia, but in small doses. I was so young that the hallucinations scared the shit out of me and was taken off of it.

As I got older, my insomnia came back so I was prescribed more. One Saturday night, I decided to take 30 mg's of this shit, just for the fuck of it. I was normally prescribed 10, and even with 10, I still tripped balls. I just wanted to see how much I could hallucinate on this shit. The highest I did before was 20, and that was enough to just get me floored.

Unfortunately I cannot recall much of what happened that night since Ambien is also a highly powerful amnesic, even more-so at higher doses, but I was told I was staggering around the house, falling over everywhere, saying incomprehensible things, got up, only to stop and stare at something for about 10 minutes, then move on and repeat. This apparently went on for maybe an hour before I passed out on the floor, and my father dragged me to my bed. I'm surprised I lasted that long actually on 30 mg.

He also told me that he kept telling me to "go to bed" but I'd just respond with nonsense or gave him a blank stare, and wander off and stumble around the house, so he eventually gave up and waited for me to pass out.

My dad already knew that Ambien had those effects, and I told them I was going to try a higher dose because the 10 mg was not enough for me anymore.

I told my dad the next day that I did actually take 30 mg on purpose just to see what it would do. I told them I did a lot of research to conclude that it was, in fact, a safe dose. Although he called me an idiot for doing it, he took it surprisingly well.

This was actually a few weeks after I made the thread where I posted while tripping balls on Ambien. Unfortunately the thread has since been archived and I can't find it.
That night I only took 15, and if anyone can recall, I was fucked up.

Unfortunately I don't hallucinate on Ambien anymore (probably because I abused it so much, lol), and it also doesn't help me sleep anymore either, so I don't take it anymore. I'm now on Restoril, which doesn't do much to me other than make me really sleepy, and kills all my motor skills (not even close to as much as ambien does though, lol).

I would highly recommend Ambien for someone looking to start off with hallucinogenics. I haven't done any other's, but I can say that it is a pretty fun trip. It also has anti-anxiety effects similar to that of benzos, so you shouldn't get any paranoia while on it. It also highly effects your motor skills, which I think is part of the fun, since you can barely walk on higher doses.
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[b]Meader:[/b]
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I took 30 mg of ambien my first and only time doing it. I sat on my bed and stared. I don't really remember any of this, and I'm sure Pepin could fill in a lot of the missing pieces, but from what I remember and have been told I was a wicked douche bag and kept almost falling asleep. Every time I laid down and closed my eyes, Pepin would ask "You going to bed man?" and I would get all pissed off and say "NO!" I guess he also wanted to see something on my computer but couldn't find it, and somehow I found it for him in like, 2 seconds. I was basically a zombie, and don't remember much of anything. I would do it again, although it's expensive. Amnesia is pretty cool too, especially when someone tells you about what you did and you vaguely remember it.
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[h2]Benzodiazepines:[/h2]
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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My first time I was given 2x 2mg xanax's. Took them around 7-8, chilled smoked and drank. My friends had been taking a lot xanax around then, so I knew drinking with it would make things interesting, so I was careful to pace myself - until we decided to go to a party. We mixed up a drink of everclear, margarita mix, lemonade mix, and rockstar energy shots - it was delicious and you could barely taste all the alcohol. We started walking and I realized how loopy I was from the xanax - we all were. We'd drank a significant amount by then, so we were stumbling a fair bit and laughing our asses off. When we got to the party I was too bar'd out to do much so I helped kill most of our everclear drink and played pong. When we got back to the fratcastle, some drunk dude we hadn't invited had hit our neighbors car driving away from our, so we had to deal with drama. I passed out pretty hard, don't remember a whole lot else from that night, was kinda a blur. Whole next day I felt really slow, but it was a fun drug.
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[h2]Cocaine:[/h2]
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[b]Cypher_09:[/b]
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It was in Manchester for the day to go to a gig at night. I was drinking a lot througout the day and was already wasted before I took it. The time came and I went into the toilets (cubicle) with the guy and snorted it twice off a key. It kicked him for him faster than it did for me, for some reason. But when it did kick in, it wasn't subtle. I thought it would have been just an increase in energy but it felt like much more than that. I wasn't just energetic, I was happy -really fucking happy. I could think of all of these amazing conversational topics, and I just wanted to get them out! I met so many friends that night, the guy I went with went home and left me with his mates who were more than happy to have me. I snorted it off a key 4 times throughout the day and then the time came for the gig.

By this point I was so fucking drunk (too). I kept asking for a drink of water but my mate always made sure I got a pint of beer instead of a water. Oh well! :v: I wanted to snort more Cocaine (I could definitely see the addictive side to it. When it started coming down, I wanted more. I really wanted more) at the gig but I couldn't because there were security guards in the toilets :doh:.

The gig started and the music, oh fuck...it was amazing. The Stranglers. Here's a song that they played:

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akysLe8vi4c[/media]

I came down off the Cocaine at the end of the gig and threw up on the bus infront of everybody and the driver didn't even notice/stop. I went home and felt like death. :v:
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[b]Doozle[/b]
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The first time I did coke, I was just sat in my mates room watching TV, I felt on top of the world and at ease but also quite chilled out and relaxed at the same time.
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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Won't forget the date because I almost got arrested the next day; October 1st, 2010 I was at a party. It was a few weeks into pledging my fraternity. One of the brothers pulled me aside, told me in secret that he was my Big (big brother, mentor, etc) and asked me if I'd ever tried coke. When I said no, he asked if I wanted to. I blew a few lines with him, then a few minutes later found someone shaving his head in the bathroom.

So I shaved mine too.
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[h2]DMT (Dimethyltryptamine):[/h2]
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[b]bethanygrace:[/b]
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As I released the smoke I got a massive head rush and everything around me started to suck into a vortex. So powerful I layed down. I closed my eyes and saw some pretty undescribable things...
then I start to flow through a tunnel, fractally flashing, falling, in another dimesion, getting faster until

my mind explodes into a space of insane geometrical patterns and a ball of colour floats peacefully in the centre of all this
as all the geometrical patterns flow towards this ball of energy it lets off the sound of 'Om'

I was at peace.
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[b]mugofdoom:[/b]
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I never quite broke through on DMT, but the first time I smoked it I noticed psychedelic writing began to form all over the walls and on various objects. It never quite formed actual words, but at the time they seemed real enough to me. The second time I smoked it was far more interesting. That time I smoked far more and laid back in my bed as the effects took hold. My ceiling disappeared and became the night sky (at the time I lived on the second floor of a three story dormitory), after some time of staring up at the "sky", giant floating heads that resembled the statues constructed by the Aztec and Inca people of South America began to float into view. They hovered above me for a while, mouthing words that I could not hear, then floated away. Shortly after my ceiling returned to normal and for some strange reason I began to cry. 'Twas one hell of a night.
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[b]Furioso:[/b]
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Smoked some DMT today. The trip started two seconds after exhaling and lasted for about ten. The initial rush felt like going over the first drop of a rollercoaster. I flopped onto my bed and the room came alive. I closed my eyes and watched eyes emerge from rapidly blooming orchids. Then eyes began to open on the petals, the leaves, the stalks, and even the sky - the universe became one entity and tried to communicate with me, but I couldn't understand what it said (or I don't remember)
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[h2]DOC (2,5-Dimethoxy-4-Chloroamphetamine):[/h2]
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[b]mugofdoom:[/b]
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I had taken a small amount of DOC at a party. DOC, for those who are not familiar, is a slow acting psychedelic amphetamine that lasts up to 24 hours. It is often sold as LSD, though the two drugs are not similar at all, besides both being psychedelics. After roughly 4 hours had passed with little change in my sobriety besides a distinct DPT afterglow, I assumed I had overestimated my dose and I was fit to drive. I was so fucking wrong. About halfway through my drive, the road began to morph and sway, colors began to stick out as if someone had turned up the contrast on the world.

After half an hour of driving slower than I had ever driven in my life, the road began to take on the appearance of a runway, completely black in the middle, surrounded with neon blue lights flying past me in a blur. It looked like something out of fucking Tron. Since I was on what appeared to be a psychedelic runway and tripping so many balls it was almost disgusting, I did what seemed obvious at the time: yank hard on my steering wheel as if I was piloting a jet, and take off into oblivion. By some miracle I managed to make it home roughly twenty minutes later (I honestly don't fucking know how long it took), mumbled a hasty explanation to my mother as to why I was arriving home at five in the morning, and then attempted to get some sleep (IE, stare bug-eyed at the ceiling as it began to morph and sway and eventually project images portraying the lives of various people for hours without sleep because I feel like I'm rolling on some amazing MDMA).
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[h2]DPH (Diphenhydramine):[/h2]
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[b]mugofdoom:[/b]
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My first time taking a deliriant dose of DPH consisted of me sitting in bed and talking to my roommate's stuffed penguins while hordes of flies flitted across the ground in maddening patterns. Eventually faces began to push their way out of the walls and ceiling, and about that time I became so thoroughly freaked out that I had to smoke weed to "kill" the trip. Also my dick managed to retreat deep into my body, making urination a chore.
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[h2]DPT (Dipropyltryptamine):[/h2]
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[b]mugofdoom:[/b]
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I snorted a small line of DPT (Dipropyltryptamine) off of my tablet one night when I was bored and alone. The trip itself was not particularly interesting as my dose was kind of small, although it was incredibly intense and extremely fun. Beyond talking to my cat in order to calm myself down on the come up, the only thing that is note worthy (or even able to be put into words) was attempting to masturbate as I began to glide back down to sobriety. The only way I can describe the sensation of it is if you were to grab your dick, then have your hand and penis immediately melt together. Whatever part of my body I touched, I could no longer feel the difference between the two, and it felt like my hand was melting into it. It was... interesting.
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[h2]DXM (Dextromethorphan):[/h2]
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[b]Werem00se:[/b]
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The first time I ever did DXM I was with my friend, Pj Backwards! We had three bottles of gels, we took 30 each. After the first 30 minutes he began to feel something while I was sober. Another hour and so went by and he was tripping balls, I'm still not feeling it. Two hours after we popped them gels, I finally started feeling it. It all started with walking feeling... it felt unreal. When I robo, I have tendencies to get emotional. So, as it was gripping me more and more, I was pacing 1million miles and hour around Pj's room talking to my girlfriend. I don't remember getting off the phone, but I remember next crawling out of his room into the computer chair. I made him watch Billy Joel's Pressure video, and then one of us got the idea to go for a walk. I stumbled down his back steps, and neither of us could walk without falling. We went back in after not even making it 10 feet up his driveway. We listened to music a little, but I really wanted to walk. I crawled back through the house, down the stairs, almost fell, but landed perfectly with my ass on an upside-down bucket. We still couldn't walk, but somehow figured out we could walk if we held hands. So, we walked down his street one way. Then the other way. It was so... Dreamy. It all felt extremely unreal. When I ran (I fell, a lot) it felt as if I was floating. His cat kept jumping around in the street, which was even more weird. I was peaking at this point, and he was about to come down. We wandered back inside and started to watch Flapjack. Somehow Pj decided it would be a good idea to lay down in the bath tub. He said it was comfortable as fuck. I picked up the TV (It was weird, the TV was still on, so I felt like god controlling Flapjack... Yup I was high.) and set in up in the bathroom. We watched an episode and went to sleep.
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[b]Meader:[/b]
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I felt nothing for about half of an hour, until I started listening to "Comfortably Numb" by Pink Floyd. I then started feeling nauseous and proceeded to throw up for 15 minutes. In the last 5 minutes of my vomit-fest I started feeling the effects and it was amazing. I then laid on the couch to relax and listen to John Petrucci, which was absolutely amazing. Then my friends and I sat outside and watched cars pass until I felt like going inside again, where I listened to more Pink Floyd while laying down. Very pleasant feeling after I got over the initial nausea.
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[b]Ultra Violence:[/b]
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My ex-boyfriend was staying the night at my house, and he introduced me to DXM via CCC (horrible, I know, but I was only 15 then). It took quite awhile to set in, to the point I was thinking I didn't take enough, so when I finally started to come up the high really caught me off guard. I felt silly--that is the best way I can describe it. Maybe absurd is a better word, kind of like I was drunk but a little more in control. My legs and arms felt like they were made of liquid. I felt like I was sinking into the bed. I spent quite a bit of time just waving my hands in front of the light just making flashes between my fingers, because I found them really fascinating for some reason--plus it felt good to just move around my limbs, since they were weightless to me. I had a really hard time getting to sleep. Once I did, I kept waking up. The first time I woke up, I saw someone laying next to me in bed--it was a pretty clear image, though it was really dark. I reached out to touch him and it just kind of... went away. I never had hallucinations on DXM after that, even during that trip.
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[b]Rediscover:[/b]
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me and a friend went for mid second plateau. landed on high third.

i became the universe for 4 hours. and it was not pleasant. i thought i had died, and that the afterlife was spending eternity as the entire universe. i watched entire galaxies form from nothing, and then disappear just as fast as they had come about. it was insanely introspective, and i learned a lot about myself. but it was very scary, and i dont recommend such a high dose for ones first experience with DXM.
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[h2]Ecstacy:[/h2]
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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So one of my good friends is a really talented DJ, and he decided to team up with two other kids to throw our college's first rave. Naturally, almost all of my friends decided to roll for it. I got some from my DJ buddy, and about an hour before the event started, parachuted mine with a bunch of buddies in a dorm room. After that we chilled, waited, had a few drinks before we walked over. It was empty, so we left to smoke a few bowls and come back. We got back just as our friend was going on and things were getting crowded. Now, I had never been to a rave before, and I hate most school dances. This though, I had a blast at. My friends set lasted about an hour and I was dancing the whole time, having a good time. I felt the E but not a lot, it wasn't a very good pill. By the time the next set started I was starting to feel really tweaky (most of us were), so we left to go drink and relax. One of my friends came by, rolling super hard, and wanted to walk back to our quad together. On the way she got side tracked, brought me to a suite where I didn't know anybody, then left, which was really annoying, so I bounced too. It was a weird night and I still haven't had a great roll.
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[h2]Hydromorphone:[/h2]
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[b]Ultra Violence:[/b]
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The first time is always the best with any opiate. The first time I took it gave me the most intense feeling of euphoria I've felt in my entire life. Anyone I talked to, I loved them. Life seemed wonderful for no particular reason. The physical feelings were amazing as well. My body felt warm and incredibly relaxed. My stomach had a warm tingling sensation the entire time. The only drawback at the time was the blurry vision. Imagine seeing two different pictures with two different eyes, and your brain trying to merge them together the same way it did when your eyes were working normally. It took intense concentration and effort to keep my vision straight. To this day, dilaudid (hydromorphone) is my favorite drug. The euphoria is unmatched, unless you're willing to shoot up (I'm not).
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[h2]Klonopin:[/h2]
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[b]Ultra Violence:[/b]
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The first time I tried Klonopin, my previous drug escapades with other benzos being mediocre, I didn't expect much. It really stood out against valium and xanax. I don't remember the majority of the high, due the mind-fuckery benzos do to your memory. I remember being caught off guard when I felt the come up, it wasn't as subtle as I expected. The feeling of not giving a shit was a hundred times better than any other drug I've tried. My body felt extremely relaxed. It wasn't exactly euphoric--more like complete contentment. Like you're satisfied with everything because fuck it you're high. If it weren't for the vast amounts of memory loss, I might've made this one a regular.
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[b]Teal Moose:[/b]
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Only took .5mg, not for recreation. I was having a really bad panic attack and my mom told me to take my one of my dad's clonazepams so I decided it was best and just wanted the anxiety to end. On clonazepam, you simply can not give a single fuck. It was just peaceful contentment. I felt rather silly, laughed at stupid shit. Then like 30 minutes later (fuck if I know how long it was, shit takes your memory and throws it in a fucking blender), I just gently came off of it. Fun, but not great. I'm looking to try a 10 or 20mg dose sometime soon.
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[h2]LSD (Lysergic Acid Diethylamide):[/h2]
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[b]adam1172:[/b]
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The first time I ever took LSD was about 7 months ago. I had no experience with any drug or whatsoever.

But I do remember seeing a huge butterfly on my ceiling and everything I was doing my best trying to get a hold of the purple colour floating everywhere.

Then I passed out.
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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My school has them off, my first three trips fell on Jewish holidays. The first time I did acid we tabbed down around 8 or 9. There were a lot of us, maybe 12, and we spent a lot of the night wandering campus. We would chill in different people's suites, watch different visualizers, star lasers, etc. Eventually got driven around by our friend who wasn't tripping, was a crazy experience. Overall, great night.
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[b]super_yurtle:[/b]
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Just another Saturday chillin' on the college campus, but it wasn't any ordinary weekend. It was unofficial Halloween weekend. My school is known for their Halloween weekend riots. This meant we had to party hard, but I didn't expect to do a drug like acid. A few friends and I decided to go to the mall to get some shit real quick. We started talking about some drugs, and acid came up. My one friend, who was the only one who'd ever done it before was telling us about it's magical effects. I was definitely interested about the effects, but uneasy about the idea of doing it. What if I experience a bad trip? Please note that I've tripped before on mushrooms, loved it, but I obviously assumed that it was way different. This was going to be my second time tripping.

7:30pm
The friends that I was with were Corey and Tom. When we get back to the dorms, we decided to try it. A mutual friend of ours said he could get it for us real quick, so that's what we did. We each gave him $10 for a dose, and he left to go to the dudes apartment. He comes back about 15 minutes later with a bag of 3 balled up tootsie rolls. When I took a look at what we got, I was like WTF is this shit. He's like "They're tootsie rolls. The dude didn't have anything to put it on, so he dropped the acid into the middle of the tootsie rolls." I quickly became excited to try it, this is when the uneasy feeling started to settle.

So Tom, Corey and I go to my room. I sold Corey an 8th earlier that day. He came up with the idea that he'll roll us all a personal joint to smoke before going into the trip. I love smokin weed, so that sounded like a great idea. We ate the doses first, then get to the joint rollin'. We chill in my room for a bit, talking about our night, then decide to go outside to smoke. We start smoking, talking to people outside, and everybody starting to go out to party (get drunk, normal college shit, etc). It was Halloween weekend, so everybody was dressed up in costumes, which made everything even more awesome.

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I finish my joint, and realize that I'm high as fuck. So I'm just talking to some people (some of which are also trippin), and start to feel the trip settle in. There were a lot of people outside my dorm at the time, and started to get a slight uncomfortable feeling because of it. My friend Casse and Corey feel the same way, so we decided to go away somewhere to chill out, away from the people. After a few minutes we go back with the people, and i look at the wall and see kaleidoscope patterns, which included a blue skull in the middle. Fuckin' awesome, this is what I wanna see. Everything was cool looking. After we completely settle into the trip, Corey, Tom and I decide to go get something to eat. We walk to the store, and the lighting was just perfect. It looks as if the street lights were part of a theatre stage. When we get to the Mexican restaurant, I ordered a chicken Quesadilla, which they had wrapped in tin foil. The reflective colors off of the tin foil were just amazing, especially when you crinkle the sheet. Colors of purple and blue and yellow, swirled together into the tin foil reflective-ness. Truly amazing, let me tell ya. We go to sit down at a table outside, and it felt amazing eating while trippin bawls. The food looked funny, it's hard to explain. My friend ordered some BBQ shit, and the fries had BBQ on top of them. The BBQ sauce looked like blood, and it looked like the fries were dead. Therefore the fries were dead in a pool of BBQ (blood) sauce. There was a lot of BBQ sauce, so it was more like a pool of BBQ 'blood'. It was hilarious. After we're done eating, we walk in the mexican restaurant to get re-fills on drinks. I look at the green and white speckled ceiling, and the colors were swirling in a circle. We sit down for a bit and trip out, without looking rediculous. (just drinking our drinks)

3-4 hours
We go back to the campus and we just go chill, smoke some cigarettes, some weed, shoot the shit with other friends of ours. Having a grand ol' time. I realized that I have some LED Foam Glowsticks, so we go to my room to get them to play with. Kaleidoscope patterns were inside the glow sticks, which were made out of foam. My friend casse and her boyfriend (at the time, but he's a really good friend of ours too), invite us to their room to trip out with them. They were on some 2C-I and acid, so we just chill in their room, laying on their floor and trip out at the ceiling, walls, posters, etc. It was fun, then I started feeling like it was wearing off too quickly. I wanted to get more, but her boyfriend told me that the intensity fluctuates. I trust him, and just keep chillin. I suddenly got hot flashes and we all decide to go outside and smoke. It took them forever to get ready to go outside, I was getting impatient cause I just didnt wanna be in their room any longer.

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After that, we go back to my room and trip out. Literally. We laid on the floor, my bed, wherever. I didn't give a shit. Tripped out for a while, I'm not sure how long but it was for a while. Then Corey stuck his head up and was like "yo wanna go on a walk?" I was down, what else do I have to do? So we end up going to his room, and we just played some games, and it was like 4-5 in the morning, and my buddy was passed out drunk on his bed. It's cool though, we let him sleep while we play video games. I looked at his textured wall, and It seemed to make a picture of random stuff with my mind. That was the last of the visuals :(. After that I went back to my room and I can't quite remember what I did, so I'm thinking that sometime after that I passed out.

Overall, It was a truly eye opening experience. Magical to say the least. The next day, everything seemed boring and blah. It didnt matter because the night before was so fun.
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[b]mugofdoom:[/b]
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I didn't imagine the three little candies that I had prepared to eat on that day held as much power as they did as I let them slowly dissolve in my mouth. If I had known I was about to succumb to a spiraling reality which I had birthed from my own body, I probably would have lowered the dosage. It began with simple changes in perspective, as well as the usual hints at psychedelic activity. Writing on walls, colors sharpening and warping, objects breathing, the like, but it grew into such intensity that I simply could not handle it. The world began to take on a sort of spiraling effect, at first manifesting itself by giving my room a slightly rounder appearance. Then it began to grow, spiraling upwards, downwards and into myself. The whole of reality began to twist in on itself and into my body, eventually ejecting it self out of my body and outwards again into the world.

An endless loop of consciousness.

I could see small crevices in this vortex, and within these crevices I could see the lives of friends, family members, enemies and even people I had never met before. It was humbling, and downright fucking horrifying at the same time, yet I would do it again in a heartbeat.
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[h2]Marijuana:[/h2]
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[b]Cypher_09:[/b]
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Took 2 hits of a gravity bong, didn't feel anything.
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[b]ababs362:[/b]
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Smoked a bowl with my brother and friend, it was my friend and I's first time, and we got the munchies and giggles bad. ate a shitload of food and took turns playing halo reach online.
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[b]beanhead:[/b]
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So me and my friends are like, hey, Ben, Want to smoke weed? I'm like why the fuck not. So we go get some joint papers, and roll this joint(now i know that what i smoked was probably the worst joint ever). So we didnt havea lighter, but what we did have was MATCHES that one of my friends found on the ground and thought it would be a good replacement. It wasn't. The paper kept burning faster than the weed and it kept going out. So we eventually smoke it all, and i dont feel shit.
we start walking back to my friends house, and one of my friends, jesse, makes this remark to this other friend, Henry. Henry starts getting pissed and yelling at each other and im just sitting there telling them to chill the fuck out cause im not trying to have to pull henry off jesse. we get a block away from his house and i start giggling. then we go home and eat.
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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Tried smoking a few times without getting high. Eventually, third time I think, I hit my friends Vaporgenie and it got me fucked like you only can be with no tolerance. I found out how good music and food were high, and got angry at the computers in SSB for being able to know my moves ahead of time.
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[b]DrPompo:[/b]
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first time i took a couple of hist and then broke the joint, my friends went mad crazy. nothing really happend, nothing noticeable anyways. i had two more occasions like this and then came my REAL first high. my friends made a comb joint, a tulip joint, a normal joint (which three of us shared) and i had like three or four hits from a onehitter by myself. i couldnt stand up. rushed to the toilet and stayed there laying on the floor in case i wanted to throw up. i felt like peeing so i stood up and began peeing. while i was doing that, i began to cramble down to the floor and i couldnt stop it as my legs were shaking and trembling. i had to cut my peeing session short to "throw" myself to the ground again. i stayed most of the night there, then i went out and saw my friends lying together and coming down. they asked "where the fuck have you been?" i said "bathroom". i thought id never do it again but still i tried to see if it happened again or if it was a one time thing. it has happened only once more but well, here i am so i did pick it up again
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At about 2 in the morning I decided to finally smoke the gram of weed I've been sitting on for a week. I had nothing to smoke with, however, but I did have a bible. I tore out a page from the bible and rolled the shittiest joint you would ever see. It did burn perfectly, however, and it was fat. I lit it up, and it started burning really fast, and it singed my bangs a little. After blowing it out, the ember was burning perfectly, and I took my first toke.
It was cool feeling, even though the heat from the ember made the smoke pretty hot. It had an almost minty feeling to it. Even though there wasn't a lot there it burnt for a long time, maybe 10 minutes. Soon the ember got really close to my mouth, and the smoke was really burning my lungs. I smoked cigarettes before, and I didn't expect weed to be harsher than that. Soon it was getting too close to hold with my fingers so I used a pair of tweezers to finish it off.
I waited about 10 minutes after it was done, waiting and wondering when the effects would appear. Suddenly, my face began to warp. My eyelids started drooping out of my control, and everything was dim. My mouth was stretched so wide that I could only describe it as the "troll face". After about 15 minutes of me sitting in a chair zoned out, something popped in my head, and all the feeling washed out of my head in a waterfall. My vision cleared, my mouth returned to normal and I could think again. But my high was not over.
I decided to turn on some music to see how it would sound. First off, dubstep. Dubstep was really interesting, it made my vision blur and I could feel each beat reverberate off my skull. I was in pure ecstasy. Once dubstep was over I turned on The Dark Side of The Moon by Pink Floyd. It was amazing, I could feel the guitar strings tickling the top of my head, while the drums pounded on the sides. I was almost drooling from the pleasure I was getting from just music.
Once the music was over, I had a sudden urge to get food. I wasn't even hungry, but something in my head told me to get food. So I went upstairs and made a nutella sandwich. While I was making a nutella sandwich I heard a low growling noise outside which woke my mum up. She came outside and stood beside me and asked me what was going on, and I could only reply, "Some shit's goin' down." We heard another growl, and I think it was a fox or something. I suddenly got paranoid and shouted, "OH GOD THEY'RE ZOMBIES, THE APOCALYPSE DID HAPPEN!" (Keep in mind this was on Saturday, the fateful day of the apocalypse) and I ran back inside. I immediately forgot about it and ate my sandwich. And by god, it was the best damn sandwich I ever had, I must have taken half of it in one bite.
The next hour was me sitting in my chair, feeling the brain massage I was getting. Some were on the top, some were on the sides, some felt like a large-breasted woman was rubbing her tits on my face. Then I felt tired so I watched Office Space, laughed my ass off and fell asleep.
I woke up with a headache but nothing more.
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[b]Big Blue:[/b]
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First weed experience, smoked with my friend behind his garage, went inside, ate a shit ton, listened to music. It was the best shit ever.
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[b]TehWhale:[/b]
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The was the actual first Ike I got pretty high. The day before I went to a friends house and he rolled a small joint out of copy paper (eh) with .5g of some dank. We smoked the joint and I didn't feel mug despite the fact that I knew I inhaled right. Anyway I bought a 1g bag of dank and made a one hitter out of some tinfoil and a pen. I packed it and smoked every bit of it. I just sat here on my bed and started listening to some Pink Floyd. Music sounded fucking amazing. I could hear and almost feel the music as it went through my head. I laid there for what felt like hours listening to music then eventually fell asleep (it was around 1am when I first toked). Amazing experience.
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[b]Rediscover:[/b]
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So, me and my friend Caleb, were walking down the street to get some dank off the friendly neighborhood pot dealer, and on the way, we run into my other friend Kevin, and we told him what are plans were, and he was just like, 'oh, you dont need to do that, i got some right here.' and he whipped out a bag of the shwaggiest shwag known to man. of course i didnt know that at the time and was fucking excited.

So we mosied on up to the park, and sat behind the ampitheater that they have up there. we smoked like, two bowls out of a can with holes poked into it. (it was my first time shut up) I remember being retardedly excited, as i had been wanting to try it for some months beforehand. We walk through the gate back to the park and thats when it hit me, my last sober thought for the entire day was 'i think i'm having an out of body experience.'

we proceeded to wander the park high as shit for about an hour, and then we decided to go back to my house because it was hot. at the time i didn't know that it was very easy to tell if someone was in outerspace, so i didnt give a shit that my dad was home. we walked in, and my dad was right there with some gatoraide, and i was like, 'hey can i have some of that?' and then chugged like half of it. he then asked me, 'what, cotton mouth?' and i was just like, 'lolnope.' and then the next 2 hours are blank.

at some point we ended up buying the weed that we were going to originally, and we decided to smoke 2 grams of fucking potent ass chronic, out of a bong, an hour before we had to go home. as soon as we got done my mom drove down to where we were, looking for me. and as soon as we got in the car, my mom just looked at us and was like, and i quote, 'y'all are high as hell.' and then i was grounded for 2 weeks.

but it was totally worth it.
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[b]zedpenguin:[/b]
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The first time i tried weed was about 8 months ago, i smoked with my sister and brother in law, (married to my sister). They asked me one evening when i was at their house if i wanted to try it, it was something i thought would be cool so i replied "yes". They took me out to their shed and asked me how i'd like to smoke bong, pipe, joint etc. I knew a small amout about smoking so i just said pipe, as it seemed to be the easiest.

I smoked twice and walking back down the porch the outside air felt amazing and we ate the best fucking pasta ever created by man, the food tasted so good and I just felt like the chair I was in was made of miniture bean bags, like each atom of the chair was a tiny bean bag. We watched tv, listened to awesome music and I slept so well that night.
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[b]Dark Descent:[/b]
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I spent the night at my friends house and he wanted to use up the last of his weed so I was like sure why not. We smoked out of a kazoo that had aluminum foil over the top of the buzzer thing. It's hard to explain. But after about my friend, and I all had about 5 or 6 hits, everything felt kind of delayed and in slow-motion (the second kid with us kept going back for more after me and my friend were done, my friend was pissed about him smoking all the weed ) The high came slowly between hits, I felt the urge to smile in my cheeks grow and grow. We all sat down and played Mario party and LSD the dream emulator for a bit and then started watching K-ON.

K-ON was giving us all the giggles bad and we had these like almond butter bars that my friend called nigger bars because or cocoa butter or whatever. EIther way we were all dying of laughter while stuffing our faces with pop-tarts and cheetos and these kettle cooked mesquite barbeque chips which were so fucking good. The second kid with us was like shoving food in our faces and shit while begging us to try it.

Also the water tasted like cheetos.
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[b]SnakeHead:[/b]
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The first few times I smoked weed I didn't really feel anything at all, in hindsight it's probably because I wasn't smoking it correctly and I couldn't take a rip without coughing my ass off.

But one night, when all alone with a dub sack and my shabby homemade piece I decided I was going to get smarked. All was good, I was sitting down smoking some herb and not really feeling shit, but when I stood up and took a few steps shit radically changed. I suddenly felt as if I was stuck in time loop of some sort and started freaking the fuck out thinking I was dying. I eventually broke out of this state through rational thinking. I then went and sat on my stoop, breathing fresh air and trying to get a hold of myself, and it eventually worked.

Really though, looking back I wasn't prepared for the high, as I had never smoked, snorted, popped or drank any mind altering substance, it caught me off guard. In the end I eventually got over it and just learned to relax and go with it. It's been a good 2 year trip so far and I thank my bitch Mary Jane.
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[b]OBOESHOES:[/b]
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My first time getting high on weed was probably the best so far. My two friends and I went out in the woods bordering a golf course at about 10:30pm. It was dark but we could see because of the moon. I just start to get the hang of smoking when they wanted to stop. So they just let me continue. As I was starting to feel high they kept packing the bowl and asking me to smoke more and more...and then some more again. I finally told them enough and we started walking around on the golf course. It was all great and such because it was my first time being high so I was excited and having fun when I noticed everything started to look odd. Then the whole fucking world looked like it compressed vertically. It looked like I was standing only four feet high and when I looked at my legs they looked super short. I had a hard time walking around because everything looked and felt so weird. I really wish I could experience that again.
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I was kinda late to the whole poppers thing. I was 18 at the time and was in London to see The Arctic Monkeys, me and my brosef went looking for something to get off on, we couldn't score any weed so we got poppers.

My first inhale, I felt as if my head was all of sudden red and I couldn't stop giggling. It was like being all of sudden super high, then after a minute you was back in the room all normal.
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[b]TheMiracle:[/b]
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On my first hit, I felt chills and all of my clothing started feeling really itchy. Then i felt like a metal bar was stretching my mouth in a huge smile that I couldn't wipe off my face.

On my second hit, I felt like the yellow blocks from Super Mario World were spawning behind my limbs every time I moved them, so I could only move forward and never go back. Then I tried climbing on the blocks. After that, I saw a purple and black rollercoaster track emerge from the ground and fly up.
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[b]Meader:[/b]
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I took a mad huge rip, not knowing what to expect. I held it in until my vision started to shake, and then let it out. It was about 9:30PM and yet I thought I was outside on the streets and it was sunny. I also saw that everything was made out of legos, which made me laugh and laugh and laugh until I pissed my pants. When I finally came to, my mom was standing there and asked wtf I was doing. I said I was on Salvia and she told me to keep it down as much as possible. I then went to the bathroom and finished peeing.
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[b]Doozle:[/b]
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Bought a gram from the headshop on our lunch break and skinned up a joint (we didn't realise, it was probably best to bong it) and toked away. Didn't feel much at first, then everything appeared different some how, then I could feel my clothes all over my body and my lips curling up into a silly grin and was laughing lots. Standing up everything seemed further away (similar to how you feel incredibly tall on ket after sitting down for a while) Walking back to college from the park, everything seemed brighter and everywhere felt and seemed as if I'd never been there before even though I had walked down that street almost every day. Back in class it seemed to wear off a bit, but I was still a bit giggly.
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[b]beanhead:[/b]
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So a friend of mine, Keven, calls me and says
"Bro theres this 100x for 14 dollars! You gotta come smoke it with me!"
I'm like, hmmm alright! So i take 5 dollars and ride my bike down to this store a couple blocks away, where he was waiting. We walk to some kid named Mak's house, sit down, he breaks out his bong. So i get the first hit, he fumbles with the lighter and i clear that shit like a boss. I hold it in for about 15 seconds, and release. At first i felt fine, then it felt like my conscious was slow receding into the bottom of my skull.
"Woah" I say.
"You feel it?"
Boy did i feel it. Mak drops the lighter and i think it broke so i say
"It broke!"
over and over and over again. Of course i wasn't actually saying it. I said "Broke fro!" and i said it once. then i started laughing uncontrollably, i slowly fall back into this tube, which looked EXACTLY like the bong i just smoked it out of. I hit the bottom of the tube into this bed with a shitload of pillows. that floor was the most comfortable thing in the world. i slowly move my way forward facing my friends, and i like fall on my friend keven and he pushes me off.
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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A few weeks into school I went to a headshop with a bunch of friends. One of them got salvia, and that night we smoked some in the middle of his quad. We each took two hits of 17x out of a normal pipe. The next thing I knew I was thrown into a world of 'layers' (I'm sure some of you know what I'm talking about). I thought I was an atom, and the world around me was cartoon. About 10 minutes later I woke up to found myself standing next to the bench I had started on and my friends freaking out because I was completely non-responsive while they barely tripped.
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[b]confinedUser:[/b]
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ok my real first time smoking salvia what was called dark matter and my friend had ran up to me going "YO! we have some dark matter bro!" and i say "whats dark matter?" he replies and tells me it's a very very strong salvia, and i get all amped up and ran with my friend to go back to the forest behind the mall. and my other friend who bought the salvia pull out his pipe and his pipe was in the shape of a really colorful fish and he loads up a bowl of the salvia and hands it to me and i look at it and it looked like really really black powder and i take in a humongous hit and held it in for 20 seconds. at first i felt fine until five minutes later it hit me intensely i looked at all my friends and two streams of film strips flow out the sides of my vision as if i was looking at the film strip of life and it was pretty scary at first because it caught me off guard and i took a big hit, everything looked like it was a cartoon as if what i was looking at was as if our lifes were part of a cartoon and we were all characters to the cartoon. and in the middle of the high i felt as if a rubber band was on the left half of my face and my jaw was really loose.after the rush everything cooled down and that was the end of that trip. overall rating of it was a very intense high but i saw some pretty neat things also salvia high's last about 20-45 minutes and the come ups usually 5-10 minutes of smoking
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[b]SilverHammer:[/b]
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The first time I smoked salvia was pretty funny. I was shitfaced off a 5th of Svedka Vodka and took a pretty fat rip of I think 20x salvia. I remember holding it in and that was the last I remember of normal-sane me. The world started getting stretched out like a Salvador Dali painting or something, there were stained-glass windows spinning towards me non-stop, It felt like my mouth was sewn shut, my skin started molding into my body until I had no limbs left, and I apparently fell over onto the chick I was sitting next to. I woke up in the grass about 10 minutes later. Fun stuff!
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First time I took shrooms was in a secluded forest not too far from my house. The plan was to do it with my friend who had done it for the first time about 3 days before. He lives down the street from me so the mission would be an enter-exit experience. We each had 2 grams set for ourselves, food, water(always important), weed, and an iPod for music. The spot we picked had an already set-up fire pit, all we had to do was find sticks and wood to get it going. Once we got the fire going, we both took our doses and waited. Nothing happened for about half an hour so I just walked around the area a little. We started talking and trying to think of shit to do when it started. I had no idea what to expect, so when it happened I almost didn't notice. It gradually got stronger and stronger until I knew I was tripping.

All outside distractions suddenly cut out. All there was was my friend, a fire, and the beautiful world around us. There was this indescribable feeling of connectedness between everything, everything had a purpose and I was part of it. There was also a strong feeling of individualism, like I could really probe myself and understand what I was, but more importantly, I knew I couldn't fully understand, which I loved the idea of. Our conversations seemed to be of epic importance, and the fire was feeding our thoughts. I tried playing music, but I soon realized how pointless it was. I was loving everything around me. At times I thought I would vomit, but I never actually did. We tried to smoke a bowl but it was such a convoluted task at the time that we just gave up. I don't regret it, I really didn't need it.

We left our fire and explored other areas. We just walked. The forest we were in has some old abandoned train tracks throughout it and some facilities around it. We walked at different paces, allowing each other to think independently. I was discovering so much about the universe on my own. Everything around me seemed to peel apart, revealing layers and fibers connecting everything. I felt like an onion. I can't explain why, but I just felt like my experience could be described in layers, it just made sense. We eventually reached our destination, an overpass with cars speeding by above. I barely noticed them at all, I was too immersed in my observations. There is some absolutely insane graffiti along the walls of both sides of the overpass. If I had to guess I'd say the artists were French; they had fucking talent. We sat and stared in awe at the masterpieces melting off of the concrete. The complex designs all seemed to take shape in my head, the colors so vibrant they seemed to pierce like sun rays through my eyes. Next to the overpass was a blank billboard, lit up like the moon. I did a full-fledged double take. I stared at that billboard, searching for meaning. I had epiphanies like orgasms, brain goo was leaking out the side of my head. It was great. Here's a picture I took on my phone: [url]http://flic.kr/p/9SvgUN[/url]

We walked back to our cozy fire and continued our discussion. The intensity had somewhat worn off but the high was still there. My vision was slightly distorted but moreover the things I said seemed to fall into place like notes in a song. We eventually put out the fire like any good boy scout and began our walk back home. Our neighborhood is really beautiful; suburban houses settled among plenty of trees. The whole walk was a very comfortable, confined experience. We people-watched and geeked out at any things that had come to mind. Today had been a perfect day.

When I arrived home, everyone was asleep. I headed straight for my room, where I tried to put my experience into words. The best way I could describe it was that I was falling through a fractal of infinite possibilities. I could barely sleep, my mind was so active. I definitely have to recommend shrooms to anyone who hasn't tried it, just remember to plan ahead with materials and conditions. Bad trips are only defined by having reservations about the experience or having paranoia. From what I had seen, I can tell you that you're in control of your trip if you let yourself be.
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Last night 5 of us went round my mates for a drinking sesh. After a couple of K ciders (8.4% :/) and some Gaymers, my mate got out a shoebox full of shrooms. We all laughed at the sight, and then nothing much happened. However, the more I thought about the box of wonders, the more I wanted some. Finally, I asked my mate if I could have some, I grabbed a fairly large handful, and munched on them with some cider, tasted like lettuce. At this point I really wasn't thinking they would work, and was underestimating the power these things have. Another friend was like "i'll take 5, that's all." I knew this wouldn't do much, however I'm not going to force him to have more as scene and mind-set is vital for having a good trip. Soon enough, he told me he ate 30, good for him. The only girl at the party seen me munching, she joined in, then my mate who doesn't do any drugs started eating them too. I was shocked, but it made me feel better and safer, knowing that I wasn't alone. My friend, who's house we were at had already drank 5 ciders and had a couple of glasses of wine popped two E's, then munched more. I couldn't feel the effects after about 15 mins, so I went back again and again to eat more and more, far more than anyone else, far more than I ever would again, if I wish to try them again.

Mates parents went to bed, so we went downstairs with the laptop and chilled down there, finishing all the shrooms. The effects soon came in, like a ninja, very subtle, but careful with me, as they knew this was my first time. I was happy, content, I knew that this would be a good night. Listening to some songs, smoking the little bud we had, the full effects soon came. Time was no object, it is only but an illusion, and I stood staring and touching a small grandfather clock for over an hour, admiring it's ability to fool us into believing time, controlling us and we would simply abide its will. I then went to the mirror, admiring the size of my pupils, I knew I was truly tripping. There was no blue, only black, it looked alien, but pretty as well. My friend, who taken the 30 was laughing the whole night. I knew it wasn't just random hysterics, he was understanding, seeing life in a completely different way. I laughed with him. At the peaks of my trip, it was sitting down, and the same thing came to mind all the time. "It's a circle, a cycle, it all comes back to this." I would think of every single thing I would do, and analyse why I did it, and it reminded me that for everything I said or done, I was thinking about that - the loop which is all came back to. I understood. It led me to understand scary, but acceptable things, I didn't like much of it, and was thinking that this was a "bad trip", however I was learning from what I was thinking, so it seemed like it could be positive. I then thought, what actually decides what a good or bad trip is? Okay, if you see zombies and shit, and you're scared, then that's bad, but don't you learn from what is happening, which makes it positive? Neutrality, loops, understanding and acceptance, I wasn't ready for this.

I by far had the most shrooms. I wasn't trying to big myself up, to look cool, and sometimes I was thinking, is everyone else actually tripping, or am I just thinking they are? They truly were too, I asked many times, as well as asking where my hat and scarf were. I kept thinking I had hair in my mouth, it was annoying. We talked about random shit as the night was coming to a very slow end, I said too much stuff about me, I have no idea where it came from. I was so immature, but was this the real me, or the shrooms making me look like an idiot? I didn't know.

There is so much more I could write, but the more I think about it, the more I forget, and you truly can't understand the power of magic mushrooms until you try them yourselves, and delve yourselves into your own mind, to explore. I thought my ego had died, many times, but I don't know, it was so confusing. We left my mates at 4pm to walk to another mates house to sleep, and the 3 of us who left were discussing the trips. The friend who's house we went back to hadn't taken any, he was grumpy and cold. He didn't understand. He told us that we weren't tripping no more, but we were chatty, the wind was blowing hard and cold, we didn't feel it, walking in just t-shirts and jeans, he was freezing. We laughed at what happened, agreed that we probably wouldn't do it again, but it was good to try it, to understand.

I slept until 10am, then went to work. I was on a comedown, or it was an afterglow, I didn't like it, as I had shit to get done at work. I felt dizzy, had a headache, struggled to move sometimes, and was remembering random things from in the night. I was very happy sometimes, and sometimes very sad. I am here now, typing this out, the afternoon after the trip, I just finished work. Don't try shrooms until you are ready, and certainly don't take a massive dose on your first try. Apart from DXM, this was the first proper mind-warping drug I done. I am proud that I braved my own mind, learned and accepted, but for the time being, I'm going to stay away from psychedelics. I feel that there is much more to explore, and the daunting thing is that I think the only way to learn more is to return, but when that time comes, I shall be ready.
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The effect of five grams of magic mushrooms began to take hold in the back seat of my car as my unlicensed, 16 year old friend drove it through town (I did not think this through very well). I began to laugh at the puppy sleeping peacefully on my lap (who, earlier, had broken into my bag of shrooms and managed to eat a small stem before I could tear it away from him. He was in for one hell of a day), who had begun to melt into my leg, giving me probably the strangest feeling I had ever felt. The first few hours of the trip were uneventful and consisted almost entirely of me laughing maniacally at everything with a hint of psychedelic color (IE, fucking everything).

Eventually we decided to go on a walk through town, and I was convinced for some time that I was in Candy Land, or the Southern Missouri equivalent of Candy Land, as all the buildings were different shades of pink and blue. We walked into a comic book store where the owner began to strike up a conversation with me about college. This quickly spiraled into confusion and I stopped talking mid-sentence and darted out the front door as quickly as I could, friends following close behind.

After that, we went swimming, an utterly amazing experience when high on any psychedelic substance, and took a trip to another town to get pizza, where I distinctly believed that my car was a commercial jet and we were coming in for a landing on an extremely colorful highway. Beyond sending sappy and rather embarrassing texts to a girl I liked at the time, nothing much else happened, and it was an extremely fun day.
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So I don't count my first time. I took two grams in my room alone. I didn't really enjoy it, I just got uncomfortable and paranoid. I wouldn't recommend shrooming alone, on another occasion when I took an 8th someone came and put on a movie that gave us a bad trip, then when he left I really spiraled worse and worse. I took a shower and some benzos and passed out after a while, but it sucked. I just don't like the mindfuck/confusion of shrooms, acid is way more clear headed. Anyway, my first real shroom trip was at my friends house. Now his house is nice, my favorite place to trip. We all took 8ths, maybe a bit more, then went in his hot tub, watched the visualizer and chilled. Then half of us went in the steam room and chilled while the others played in the pool. It was great, the steam room was broken but we really liked the pattern on the stone wall so we hung out in there for an hour anyway. After we watched Metropia and I couldn't figure out what was animated and what wasn't it was a really fun night.

All in all I recommend shrooms but be in the right mindset, be with the right people, and never alone unless you're of strong mental fortitude.
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Took half an eighth with my buddy and my other friend just packed his bowl and hit some diablo. It usually takes around 15-30 minutes to kick in from what we read so we decided to take a trip down to the bay which was a 10 minute ride on our longboards. So we get down there and just shot the shit and smoked some cigars for like half a hour. My friend and I were beginning to become skeptical of the shrooms we purchased so we decided to head back to my friends house. We got back on our boards and began to push home and that's when it hit us. The road felt and looked 50 feet wide and the push back was taking ages for me. So i suggested we ride on the cart path of the golf course that was right across the street from my friends house. So we are riding around a golf course on our longboards at like 8pm on a friday night without a care in the world. I remember looking around at the course and imagining a moon of some sorts. Than we finally made the loop around the course and walked back to his house. Listened to some chill music for a few hours in my friends house. Music never coursed through my body so drastically before, it was a uplifting experience. I remember looking at my friend sitting in a reclining chair and his body was so tiny, like that of a 5 year old and the chair was utterly massive. Than we walked back to the golf course at 12pm and sat under this tree all night staring at the stars and talking. It was a cool experience but had its sketchy moments that made me freakout. I suggest trying them.
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[b]Teal Moose:[/b]
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This is hard as fuck to remember. I recall an insane, tingling body high and some tunnel vision. Everything looked far away and words were hard to understand. Shit was funny as hell though. I remember getting totally engrossed in MW2, started hearing gunshots outside due to high as fuck. A few friends stopped by and brought the shit, traded me 3g for some fireworks. One asshole wigger they brought tried to intentionally scare me after my dad almost caught us, it worked. Had to face my father high as fuuuuck. It was fun, but almost put me off drugs forever.
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[b]TehWhale:[/b]
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My friend had gotten me half a gram of some kind of synthetic weed and didn't really give me any more information. I made a nice little pipe out of some tinfoil and a pen and packed almost all of it. I took 2 hits, waited 5 minutes then finished it off. 30 seconds later I had my first panic attack. I literally had no idea what was going on or that it was a panic attack at first. I just laid on my bed for a good 5 minutes feeling like I was having a heart attack. I literally did not feel like I was in my body, so I dialed 911 on my phone but didn't press call for some reason. I made it downstairs and googles the fuck out of what was going on. I found out it was just a panic attack and that I wasntgoing to die so I calmed down a lot. Yeah I know I probably smoked too much but oh well. (It was smooth and I didn't cough at all -through a one hitter)
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[b]Bassplaya7:[/b]
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My friend told me about this super cool legal new weed he had tried, Spice. I was a much more veteran smoker than he, but had never tried it and agreed, so he brought some over one night and in my room we packed a few bowls of weed/spice mixes. I don't remember the specific variety of spice, but it was one of the more potent ones. It was enjoyable, a lot like if I had just smoked a lot of weed, but slightly different. Personally, I think synthetic highs are a lot more like being drunk than being high. I also notice distinct beginnings and ends to the effects - there's almost a sudden drop as opposed to the more subtle come down of weed. I have no problem with synthetics, I prefer weed but

[Doozle]

Poppers, I was kinda late to the whole poppers thing. I was 18 at the time and was in London to see The Arctic Monkeys, me and my brosef went looking for something to get off on, we couldn't score any weed so we got poppers.

My first inhale, I felt as if my head was all of sudden red and I couldn't stop giggling. It was like being all of sudden super high, then after a minute you was back in the room all normal.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

The first time I did coke, I was just sat in my mates room watching TV, I felt on top of the world and at ease but also quite chilled out and relaxed at the same time.

I've tried coke on other occasions and it had a similar effect, does anyone else get this? I've never really felt buzzy off it, just at ease and chilled.

[Cypher_09]

Going for a better way of laying out the OP. It'll be done soon.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

Done, hope you like the layout.
Just post your first time for [b]any[/b] drug and I'll add it. Let's build this up!

[bethanygrace]

DMT: As I released the smoke I got a massive head rush and everything around me started to suck into a vortex. So powerful I layed down. I closed my eyes and saw some pretty undescribable things...
then I start to flow through a tunnel, fractally flashing, falling, in another dimesion, getting faster until

my mind explodes into a space of insane geometrical patterns and a ball of colour floats peacefully in the centre of all this
as all the geometrical patterns flow towards this ball of energy it lets off the sound of 'Om'

I was at peace.

[Callius]

I would write one for most things but my first experiences were pretty crap as I was beginning in drugs so a victim of placebo effects etc.

I can't remember my first time on 2c-b but I can remember a memoriable trip where I walked through the parks of my local city and watched as the grass danced into letters, like big buble writing in 3D and psycadelic colours and big rainbow of mixed coloured letters which would weave around in excentric patterms as I watched.

[TheMiracle]

SALVIA DIVINORUM:
On my first hit, I felt chills and all of my clothing started feeling really itchy. Then i felt like a metal bar was stretching my mouth in a huge smile that I couldn't wipe off my face.

On my second hit, I felt like the yellow blocks from Super Mario World were spawning behind my limbs every time I moved them, so I could only move forward and never go back. Then I tried climbing on the blocks. After that, I saw a purple and black rollercoaster track emerge from the ground and fly up.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

Third salvia trip
I was sitting in a bean bag, and felt myself fusing with it to become the Sphinx.

[Adam1172]

The first time I ever took LSD was about 7 months ago. I had no experience with any drug or whatsoever.

But I do remember seeing a huge butterfly on my ceiling and everything I was doing my best trying to get a hold of the purple colour floating everywhere.

Then I passed out.

[Cypher_09]

Updated.

[Seiteki]

That the title you wanted? :v:

[Cypher_09]

Fucking :v:

[sp]He's taken the title of the PM I sent him asking for a thread name change[/sp]

[Seiteki]

Religious nuts, the lot of you.

[Ultra Violence]

Are we typing out our first experiences with different drugs, or just generally good experiences with them?

I can write out a couple after lunch. I don't see hydromorphone or any other opiates covered, so I'll get one those going.

[Cypher_09]

[QUOTE=Seiteki;30429318]Religious nuts, the lot of you.[/QUOTE]

I fucking laughed, man.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

[QUOTE=Ultra Violence;30429330]Are we typing out our first experiences with different drugs, or just generally good experiences with them?

I can write out a couple after lunch. I don't see hydromorphone or any other opiates covered, so I'll get one those going.[/QUOTE]

First times :keke:

[Big Blue]

First time I took shrooms was in a secluded forest not too far from my house. The plan was to do it with my friend who had done it for the first time about 3 days before. He lives down the street from me so the mission would be an enter-exit experience. We each had 2 grams set for ourselves, food, water(always important), weed, and an iPod for music. The spot we picked had an already set-up fire pit, all we had to do was find sticks and wood to get it going. Once we got the fire going, we both took our doses and waited. Nothing happened for about half an hour so I just walked around the area a little. We started talking and trying to think of shit to do when it started. I had no idea what to expect, so when it happened I almost didn't notice. It gradually got stronger and stronger until I knew I was tripping.

All outside distractions suddenly cut out. All there was was my friend, a fire, and the beautiful world around us. There was this indescribable feeling of connectedness between everything, everything had a purpose and I was part of it. There was also a strong feeling of individualism, like I could really probe myself and understand what I was, but more importantly, I knew I couldn't fully understand, which I loved the idea of. Our conversations seemed to be of epic importance, and the fire was feeding our thoughts. I tried playing music, but I soon realized how pointless it was. I was loving everything around me. At times I thought I would vomit, but I never actually did. We tried to smoke a bowl but it was such a convoluted task at the time that we just gave up. I don't regret it, I really didn't need it.

We left our fire and explored other areas. We just walked. The forest we were in has some old abandoned train tracks throughout it and some facilities around it. We walked at different paces, allowing each other to think independently. I was discovering so much about the universe on my own. Everything around me seemed to peel apart, revealing layers and fibers connecting everything. I felt like an onion. I can't explain why, but I just felt like my experience could be described in layers, it just made sense. We eventually reached our destination, an overpass with cars speeding by above. I barely noticed them at all, I was too immersed in my observations. There is some absolutely [b]insane[/b] graffiti along the walls of both sides of the overpass. If I had to guess I'd say the artists were French; they had fucking talent. We sat and stared in awe at the masterpieces melting off of the concrete. The complex designs all seemed to take shape in my head, the colors so vibrant they seemed to pierce like sun rays through my eyes. Next to the overpass was a blank billboard, lit up like the moon. I did a full-fledged double take. I stared at that billboard, searching for meaning. I had epiphanies like orgasms, brain goo was leaking out the side of my head. It was great. Here's a picture I took on my phone: [url]http://flic.kr/p/9SvgUN[/url]

We walked back to our cozy fire and continued our discussion. The intensity had somewhat worn off but the high was still there. My vision was slightly distorted but moreover the things I said seemed to fall into place like notes in a song. We eventually put out the fire like any good boy scout and began our walk back home. Our neighborhood is really beautiful; suburban houses settled among plenty of trees. The whole walk was a very comfortable, confined experience. We people-watched and geeked out at any things that had come to mind. Today had been a perfect day.

When I arrived home, everyone was asleep. I headed straight for my room, where I tried to put my experience into words. The best way I could describe it was that I was falling through a fractal of [b]infinite possibilities[/b]. I could barely sleep, my mind was so active. I definitely have to recommend shrooms to anyone who hasn't tried it, just remember to plan ahead with materials and conditions. Bad trips are only defined by having reservations about the experience or having paranoia. From what I had seen, I can tell you that you're in control of your trip if you let yourself be.

Fuck I have an exam in an hour

[Imaledgev2]

I'll post my trip report on mushrooms, it was my first time, and it was about a year and a half ago now, I just read back through it now for the first time since I wrote it all the time ago, and it's so fucking weird to look back at, and I was still under the effects of the shrooms whilst writing it and it seems so fucking weird, anyways, enjoy the read and add it to the archive :)

[quote=Imaledgev2]Title says it all. Last night 5 of us went round my mates for a drinking sesh. After a couple of K ciders (8.4% :/) and some Gaymers, my mate got out a shoebox full of shrooms. We all laughed at the sight, and then nothing much happened. However, the more I thought about the box of wonders, the more I wanted some. Finally, I asked my mate if I could have some, I grabbed a fairly large handful, and munched on them with some cider, tasted like lettuce. At this point I really wasn't thinking they would work, and was underestimating the power these things have. Another friend was like "i'll take 5, that's all." I knew this wouldn't do much, however I'm not going to force him to have more as scene and mind-set is vital for having a good trip. Soon enough, he told me he ate 30, good for him. The only girl at the party seen me munching, she joined in, then my mate who doesn't do any drugs started eating them too. I was shocked, but it made me feel better and safer, knowing that I wasn't alone. My friend, who's house we were at had already drank 5 ciders and had a couple of glasses of wine popped two E's, then munched more. I couldn't feel the effects after about 15 mins, so I went back again and again to eat more and more, far more than anyone else, far more than I ever would again, if I wish to try them again.

Mates parents went to bed, so we went downstairs with the laptop and chilled down there, finishing all the shrooms. The effects soon came in, like a ninja, very subtle, but careful with me, as they knew this was my first time. I was happy, content, I knew that this would be a good night. Listening to some songs, smoking the little bud we had, the full effects soon came. Time was no object, it is only but an illusion, and I stood staring and touching a small grandfather clock for over an hour, admiring it's ability to fool us into believing time, controlling us and we would simply abide its will. I then went to the mirror, admiring the size of my pupils, I knew I was truly tripping. There was no blue, only black, it looked alien, but pretty as well. My friend, who taken the 30 was laughing the whole night. I knew it wasn't just random hysterics, he was understanding, seeing life in a completely different way. I laughed with him. At the peaks of my trip, it was sitting down, and the same thing came to mind all the time. "It's a circle, a cycle, it all comes back to this." I would think of every single thing I would do, and analyse why I did it, and it reminded me that for everything I said or done, I was thinking about that - the loop which is all came back to. I understood. It led me to understand scary, but acceptable things, I didn't like much of it, and was thinking that this was a "bad trip", however I was learning from what I was thinking, so it seemed like it could be positive. I then thought, what actually decides what a good or bad trip is? Okay, if you see zombies and shit, and you're scared, then that's bad, but don't you learn from what is happening, which makes it positive? Neutrality, loops, understanding and acceptance, I wasn't ready for this.

I by far had the most shrooms. I wasn't trying to big myself up, to look cool, and sometimes I was thinking, is everyone else actually tripping, or am I just thinking they are? They truly were too, I asked many times, as well as asking where my hat and scarf were. I kept thinking I had hair in my mouth, it was annoying. We talked about random shit as the night was coming to a very slow end, I said too much stuff about me, I have no idea where it came from. I was so immature, but was this the real me, or the shrooms making me look like an idiot? I didn't know.

There is so much more I could write, but the more I think about it, the more I forget, and you truly can't understand the power of magic mushrooms until you try them yourselves, and delve yourselves into your own mind, to explore. I thought my ego had died, many times, but I don't know, it was so confusing. We left my mates at 4pm to walk to another mates house to sleep, and the 3 of us who left were discussing the trips. The friend who's house we went back to hadn't taken any, he was grumpy and cold. He didn't understand. He told us that we weren't tripping no more, but we were chatty, the wind was blowing hard and cold, we didn't feel it, walking in just t-shirts and jeans, he was freezing. We laughed at what happened, agreed that we probably wouldn't do it again, but it was good to try it, to understand.

I slept until 10am, then went to work. I was on a comedown, or it was an afterglow, I didn't like it, as I had shit to get done at work. I felt dizzy, had a headache, struggled to move sometimes, and was remembering random things from in the night. I was very happy sometimes, and sometimes very sad. I am here now, typing this out, the afternoon after the trip, I just finished work. Don't try shrooms until you are ready, and certainly don't take a massive dose on your first try. Apart from DXM, this was the first proper mind-warping drug I done. I am proud that I braved my own mind, learned and accepted, but for the time being, I'm going to stay away from psychedelics. I feel that there is much more to explore, and the daunting thing is that I think the only way to learn more is to return, but when that time comes, I shall be ready.[/quote]

[Cypher_09]

Updating! :keke:

Remember to tell me if you're updating your post. :doh:

[Smooth-e]

I remember going to the bathroom with my friend and snorting my first line. After a couple of minutes the effects became apparent as I was taken over by Stimulant. Nothing special about this one, and don't get me started on the price. Try it once if you must

[Werem00se]

The first time I ever did DXM I was with my friend, Pj Backwards! We had three bottles of gels, we took 30 each. After the first 30 minutes he began to feel something while I was sober. Another hour and so went by and he was tripping balls, I'm still not feeling it. Two hours after we popped them gels, I finally started feeling it. It all started with walking feeling... it felt unreal. When I robo, I have tendencies to get emotional. So, as it was gripping me more and more, I was pacing 1million miles and hour around Pj's room talking to my girlfriend. I don't remember getting off the phone, but I remember next crawling out of his room into the computer chair. I made him watch Billy Joel's Pressure video, and then one of us got the idea to go for a walk. I stumbled down his back steps, and neither of us could walk without falling. We went back in after not even making it 10 feet up his driveway. We listened to music a little, but I really wanted to walk. I crawled back through the house, down the stairs, almost fell, but landed perfectly with my ass on an upside-down bucket. We still couldn't walk, but somehow figured out we could walk if we held hands. So, we walked down his street one way. Then the other way. It was so... Dreamy. It all felt extremely unreal. When I ran (I fell, a lot) it felt as if I was floating. His cat kept jumping around in the street, which was even more weird. I was peaking at this point, and he was about to come down. We wandered back inside and started to watch Flapjack. Somehow Pj decided it would be a good idea to lay down in the bath tub. He said it was comfortable as fuck. I picked up the TV (It was weird, the TV was still on, so I felt like god controlling Flapjack... Yup I was high.) and set in up in the bathroom. We watched an episode and went to sleep.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

Also, whats a popper?

[Meader]

DXM

I felt nothing for about half of an hour, until I started listening to "Comfortably Numb" by Pink Floyd. I then started feeling nauseous and proceeded to throw up for 15 minutes. In the last 5 minutes of my vomit-fest I started feeling the effects and it was amazing. I then laid on the couch to relax and listen to John Petrucci, which was absolutely amazing. My mom came out of her room (it was like 1AM on a weekday and I guess my friends were talking rather loudly) and asked what I was doing. I told her I chugged cough medicine, to which she rolled her eyes, told me to keep it down, and went back to bed. Then my friends and I sat outside and watched cars pass until I felt like going inside again, where I listened to more Pink Floyd while laying down. Very pleasant feeling after I got over the initial nausea.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

Salvia

I took a mad huge rip, not knowing what to expect. I held it in until my vision started to shake, and then let it out. It was about 9:30PM and yet I thought I was outside on the streets and it was sunny. I also saw that everything was made out of legos, which made me laugh and laugh and laugh until I pissed my pants. When I finally came to, my mom was standing there and asked wtf I was doing. I said I was on Salvia and she told me to keep it down as much as possible. I then went to the bathroom and finished peeing.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

Alcohol

The first time I ever really drank was with my mom. She got trashed off of two Mike's Hard Lemonades, and I had three of those, three Smirnoff Ices, and four shots of Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum. I felt completely sober, so I figured I might as well just get high so I feel SOMETHING. My sister and I went downstairs and smoked one bowl, and after that I was fucking GOOOOOOOOONE. I figured out the universe and how it works, which was such an intense revelation that I started crying. I finally got myself under control and went upstairs to have sex with my girlfriend at the time. Very positive experience.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

[QUOTE=Werem00se;30430422]
Also, whats a popper?[/QUOTE]

Mr. Google knows all, man.

[url]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poppers[/url]
[alkyl nitrites]

[Ultra Violence]

Hydromorphone

The first time is always the best with any opiate. The first time I took it gave me the most intense feeling of euphoria I've felt in my entire life. Anyone I talked to, I loved them. Life seemed wonderful for no particular reason. The physical feelings were amazing as well. My body felt warm and incredibly relaxed. My stomach had a warm tingling sensation the entire time. The only drawback at the time was the blurry vision. Imagine seeing two different pictures with two different eyes, and your brain trying to merge them together the same way it did when your eyes were working normally. It took intense concentration and effort to keep my vision straight. To this day, dilaudid (hydromorphone) is my favorite drug. The euphoria is unmatched, unless you're willing to shoot up (I'm not).

[Doozle]

Salvia

Bought a gram from the headshop on our lunch break and skinned up a joint (we didn't realise, it was probably best to bong it) and toked away. Didn't feel much at first, then everything appeared different some how, then I could feel my clothes all over my body and my lips curling up into a silly grin and was laughing lots. Standing up everything seemed further away (similar to how you feel incredibly tall on ket after sitting down for a while) Walking back to college from the park, everything seemed brighter and everywhere felt and seemed as if I'd never been there before even though I had walked down that street almost every day. Back in class it seemed to wear off a bit, but I was still a bit giggly.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

also, nice thread idea. later on, I'll write an account for ketamine

[Ultra Violence]

DXM

My ex-boyfriend was staying the night at my house, and he introduced me to DXM via CCC (horrible, I know, but I was only 15 then). It took quite awhile to set in, to the point I was thinking I didn't take enough, so when I finally started to come up the high really caught me off guard. I felt silly--that is the best way I can describe it. Maybe absurd is a better word, kind of like I was drunk but a little more in control. My legs and arms felt like they were made of liquid. I felt like I was sinking into the bed. I spent quite a bit of time just waving my hands in front of the light just making flashes between my fingers, because I found them really fascinating for some reason--plus it felt good to just move around my limbs, since they were weightless to me. I had a [i]really[/i] hard time getting to sleep. Once I did, I kept waking up. The first time I woke up, I saw someone laying next to me in bed--it was a pretty clear image, though it was really dark. I reached out to touch him and it just kind of... went away. I never had hallucinations on DXM after that, even during that trip.

[QUOTE=Doozle;30430913]also, nice thread idea. later on, I'll write an account for ketamine[/QUOTE]

Please do, I've never tried it and I'm very curious about it.

[Doozle]

[QUOTE=Ultra Violence;30431017]Please do, I've never tried it and I'm very curious about it.[/QUOTE]

If you can get hold of it I'd try it. First time just do a small key or two. Generally with ket I've always found I only needed to do a small amount, I've had small lines before that have proper knocked me for six

[Cypher_09]

Please remember to tell me (via a new post) if you've updated anything. :v:

[Ultra Violence]

Klonopin

The first time I tried Klonopin, my previous drug escapades with other benzos being mediocre, I didn't expect much. It really stood out against valium and xanax. I don't remember the majority of the high, due the mind-fuckery benzos do to your memory. I remember being caught off guard when I felt the come up, it wasn't as subtle as I expected. The feeling of not giving a shit was a hundred times better than any other drug I've tried. My body felt extremely relaxed. It wasn't exactly euphoric--more like complete contentment. Like you're satisfied with everything because fuck it you're high. If it weren't for the vast amounts of memory loss, I might've made this one a regular.

[ababs362]

Marijuana: Smoked a bowl with my brother and friend, it was my friend and I's first time, and we got the munchies and giggles bad. ate a shitload of food and took turns playing halo reach online.

[Mac2468]

I'll do one for 2c-p when I feel like typing it, maybe later.

[beanhead]

Salvia Divinorum:
So a friend of mine, Keven, calls me and says
"Bro theres this 100x for 14 dollars! You gotta come smoke it with me!"
I'm like, hmmm alright! So i take 5 dollars and ride my bike down to this store a couple blocks away, where he was waiting. We walk to some kid named Mak's house, sit down, he breaks out his bong. So i get the first hit, he fumbles with the lighter and i clear that shit like a boss. I hold it in for about 15 seconds, and release. At first i felt fine, then it felt like my conscious was slow receding into the bottom of my skull.
"Woah" I say.
"You feel it?"
Boy did i feel it. Mak drops the lighter and i think it broke so i say
"It broke!"
over and over and over again. Of course i wasn't actually saying it. I said "Broke fro!" and i said it once. then i started laughing uncontrollably, i slowly fall back into this tube, which looked EXACTLY like the bong i just smoked it out of. I hit the bottom of the tube into this bed with a shitload of pillows. that floor was the most comfortable thing in the world. i slowly move my way forward facing my friends, and i like fall on my friend keven and he pushes me off.

[Cypher_09]

Thanks to this thread I really want to do Salvia :v:

[beanhead]

Marijuana:
So me and my friends are like, hey, Ben, Want to smoke weed? I'm like why the fuck not. So we go get some joint papers, and roll this joint(now i know that what i smoked was probably the worst joint ever). So we didnt havea lighter, but what we did have was MATCHES that one of my friends found on the ground and thought it would be a good replacement. It wasn't. The paper kept burning faster than the weed and it kept going out. So we eventually smoke it all, and i dont feel shit.
we start walking back to my friends house, and one of my friends, jesse, makes this remark to this other friend, Henry. Henry starts getting pissed and yelling at each other and im just sitting there telling them to chill the fuck out cause im not trying to have to pull henry off jesse. we get a block away from his house and i start giggling. then we go home and eat.

[editline]13th June 2011[/editline]

[QUOTE=Cypher_09;30433186]Thanks to this thread I really want to do Salvia :v:[/QUOTE]

You should, its a really fun experience. a friend did it and he got cut in half with and axe and his lower half shot like 100 miles away :v: