so........this was about 4 years ago....at the end of summer......
I'm sitting at my house with 2 friends, Barbie and Sam, planning on going to my family reunion in a little while. I wanted them to come because i'm usually super bored with all my bible thumping cousins.... i had just gotten my drivers license, so my mom and my sister left before we did. We had gathered up $10, and Barbie was set on a mission to find us a blunt to smoke before we left.... i was still doing my hair and makeup, so she went out alone and walked a few blocks to the dealers house. it was about a half hour later when Barbie finally came back, and i was pissed.
i thought the bitch took off with my $5, and we were running late for the event.....
but, to my suprize, she reached into her back pocket and pulled out a big bag of some funky ass lookin weed. I was like "what the fuck is this shit?!?!?!"
i let the baggy unroll, and low and behold, an 1/8 of golden bluish shroomies.....
i guess the dealer had some, had a crush on barbie- so he fed her like a gram for free. she was about to leave when she thought of Sam and I.....(bitch) she told the guy that she couldn't go back tripping her ass off and not give any to us. so he fronted her an 1/8 (which she never payed back, hahaha) and she brought it back for Sam and I to munch.
I was hesitant for about 1.5 seconds about going to the family reunion tripping, but i said "eh, i'll just eat a gram, it won't do shit..."
was i FUCKING wrong.
by the time we got there, the body buzz kicked in with full force. the temperature also was climbing........it was about 88F and 90% humidity.....
so, we go underneath the pavillion, and i quickly say hi to all my family and introduced barbie and sam. I could feel the trip begin to heighten.....
my grandma, for some reason, felt the need to be by my side the WHOLE time. she practically forced us to eat food, although none of us were hungry at ALL.....
by the way, i'm lebanese, and we had shit loads of crazy food there. like humus, tabouli, kibby, etc. etc.
and as i was spooning the tabouli onto my plate, it began to crawl..... (tabouli is fine chopped parsley with lots of little spices, and tiny tomatos...) i thought they were ants, and i started freaking.
when you don't expect to trip that hard, and you do, it can be quite scary.....
grandma was still talking to me, asking me about my band, and what classes i was going to take this next school year.....
i don't know what kind of answers i gave her, but i'm sure they weren't very informative.......
once the food started crawling, it hit me. a blackout wave ran through my body, and i felt like i was about to faint....... it had to have been the heat, and the pressure....... i dropped my food, and told my grandma i needed to go to the bathroom.....
i walked about 20 feet away and layed under a tree to collect myself.......
I was at the peak of my trip, and once i sat down it was awesome.......
the trees were then so beautiful, the grass felt icy cold on my legs and back........ my friends were laughing hysterically, finding it hard to believe i just had that whole convo with grandma under those circumstances........
the rest of the day was awesome.....little kids were amazing to me.....
my little sister ran up to me and twirled her wrist around-i thought she had some kind of special ability.....because when i tried, i couldn't.
when i told my mom how amazing my sister was, she told me i was crazy because anyone could do that.
and all the old people looked like dinosaurs, and i could've swore i saw one with a tail out of the corner of my eye....
i would rate the whole trip about a 2.75 on the tripster scale.....
moral of the story: don't talk to grandma while tripping or at least me prepared to handle it.........
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