I'm 18, I like to fry, to get high. My goal is to be high when I die. This trip wasn't really planned like most of my previous. I happened to be frying with my friends, when some guy offered to sell me an eighth of cubensis for ten bucks. I was like, "Hell yeah!"
I weighed it out to make sure it wasn't a bum deal, but it was right on the mark. The final test was to take them. I've always fried on the same dose. Just half an eighth. I split it up with my boyfriend's little sis, Myst. Damien(my bf) was mad at me for that, but I chose her since she is way more fun to trip with. The last time I tripped with him he ignored me the whole time and just watched "The Mind's Eye"
The Fair was in town, so I planned on taking the shrooms, then going on rides. Damien thought I was stupid for doing it where I'd be around people. I didn't care what he thought ,though. Myst and I decided to buy a shake and mix the shrooms and drink it that way. I still got sick and gagged. I don't see how people can say it tastes like sunflower seeds[:(]
I excitedly waited for the shrooms to kick in. I became entranced by a sherriff who was dealing with some unruly non-english speaking people. I camped down on the grass and studied him, feeling sorry for him, the shitty people he has to deal with. Damien got mad at me for looking at him, since I guess my pupils were huge. When I fry, it must be pretty obvious since my friends say it is. Damien and I went to a booth that had a whole buch of skulls. I got scared when I looked at them, and started freaking out. I thought, "Oh my God, this will make my trip bad," So I looked at pretty stuff and felt better.
Finally we had to leave the fair and go back to Damien's house. Myst said she was feeling them, but it didn't seem like it was very intense for her either. When I was lying on Damien's bed, I suddenly got an intensely awake feeling. I started thinking, like a hundred thoughts a second. I was like, "I am so smart. Shrooms bring out the best in people." I was having deep philosophical thoughts and sharing them with Damien, but he didn't seem too impressed.(I think he was jealous)
I started getting amazingly hyper. I was having the time of my life. Myst came into Damien's room, because she didn't want to be alone. I asked her if she was still tripping, and she said kind of. I wanted to make it better, so I turned the lights off, and turned on the black light. Then I put on some music, and it sounded so good. I think it was Sublime or something. I started dancing. Then I started jumping. Then I began to spin around, and it was so great that I told Myst to join me.
Damien started getting into it, and he turned on his strobe light. The flashing gave me the most euphoric feeling in the world. I wouldn't stop laughing, and neither would Myst. We figured out if we jumped up and down while the strobe was flashing, and looked at things, they would start swirling out of control all over the room.
Then Myst and I decided outside would be much more fun. We prepared to go on a little escapade. I wanted to record it with Damien's video camera. For some reason I just really wanted to have me frying on film. I went into the bathroom and started filming myself in the mirror. Then I remembered to talk. I began having a conversation with myself, and my pupils were so big that it made me happy. I don't know why. Myst came to see what was taking me so long. I looked at her, and realized that I never really talk to her. She is just the lil' sis that I don't pay much attention to. I felt really sympathetic for her, even though I don't think she was having any problems. I decided to give her a tarot card reading. We went in her room, and I read the cards. It was a really bad reading. We started freaking out, and started talking about everything. We just couldn't run out of anything to say. I then realized that I had forgotten to turn off the recorder. Our whole conversation was recorded.
I don't think this trip would've been fun if I hadn't started dancing. I smoke weed, but I don't like to smoke weed with shrooms. It doesn't let your mind trip out as much, in my opinion. We never made it outside. I threw up blood the next morning. I waited only 5 days in between trips. I dont know if that had anything to do with it. My friends got mad at me for frying so close together. It has been about two months since then. Next time I fry will be at barter fair in Tonasket. I'm really excited. I want a whole eighth to myself. I know I need to experience a trip outside. I just hope the cops don't try to shut down this barter fair like they did the last.