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This happend.

This happend...bout 2 weeks ago i'd say. Was a friday on christmas break. Cold day..but what can ya do.

iight i'd like to start off by tellin bout me. i'm bout 5'11 150lbs. Smoke mary jane often..but not way often. haha. i've tripped 3 times before this. Never had a bad trip.

It was about 3:30 pm that day and my friend...we'll call him G for the time being came to pick me up. He just got his underglow on this eclipse goin. and it looked tyte as hell. But back to the story. we go to his moms huge house on a golf course and go downstairs. We go to the bathroom and i pull out my quarter of shrooms i got from a friend down south. i eat about 2-2.5 grams of it and sit back while he's smokin. At first i dont' wanna smoke beacuse i feel nausaous but then i'm like...f it. So we smoke about 3 bowls and wow...everythings startin to slow down. I lie down on the bathroom floor and we talk about everything. pretty soon the cieling tiles look as if they are going up and down indepenently...like on strings or some shat. as soon as i close my eyes i immediatly feel pulled to the floor. to be honest...i felt like i died. but for some reason...it wasn't that scary. Being as i've tripped 3 times i kno what to expect and can tell myself i'm jus trippin. So about 30 mins goes by and i decide to have a black and mild. It felt as if the smoke i inhaled...felt like i could see it going into my body and go throughout me. was a surreal experience. I put my cell phone down by the counter and the toilet cuz at this point...who needs a cell phone. we're both layin there in the bathroom talkin and what not when somebody decideds hey...lets go to blockbuster. i'm like...i'll try anything once so we decide to go. G's mom...alraedy blazed off her ass decides to drive. so it's me, g, g's lil bro and g's mom. we get into her blazer and start drivin
by this time it's getin dark and i'm frickin trippin like i've never felt. Time was twisted...it felt like i've been trippin for ever and it had only been about an hour or so. i kept askin g where my cell phone was, where we were goin, and what time it was. my mind was goin in a circle.

So we get to blockbuster and i'm like...i dont' wanna go in around all those people...they gonna kno i'm on drugs. So i said to myself. Dave, calm down. your on drugs. this is what drugs do. Funny thing...my names not even dave. so i go in..first person i see is my soccer coach. I'm like oh shat and walk on. so we look at movies i dont' even kno wtf i'm doin there. jus kinda standin around followin g. apparently...i was talkin real loud and people kept lookin at me. So we go to get in line and damnit my soccer coach was right behind me. I didnt' speak to him cuz i doubted my ability to speak english. So we get back in the car and go home. i don't kno if it's jus me...but i don't eat anything while trippin. at all. So we get home and i'm like...lets smoke again. so g and i smoke again. and jus lie down listen to music and talk about everything. we jus sit there in bliss thinkin, smokin, and listenin to music. Maybe the greatest thing to do besides sex. maybe.

as i think, i think about my everyday life and how different this is. i think of what i do reguarly and how boring it is sometimes. so it's about midnite and g passes out like a baby back bitch. g's lil bro is up so i decide...why not smoke him up. So we start smokin again and we start talkin. he's really cool for only bein a frosh. So he goes into his room and passes out. i'm like...wtf is this. so i stay up and watch tv and talk on the phone. i go into the bathroom and see some ly-sol...and i have a genious idea. spray g and g's lil bro in the ear with it while they sleepin. Try it sometime. you'll laugh for what seems like hours. So the trip was over and i was only feelin high. Was kinda sad that the trip was over. But i don't kno what else to say so i'ma quit typin.

All in all...i'ma trip tomorrow :)

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