Well, yesterday afternoon I was reading about hunting for shrooms in forests. At about 3 or 4PM I call up my friend(P) to see if he wants to go chill, and mabye look for some shrooms.. but before I can my other friend calls me(K) and tells me that hes got some important stuff to tell me. I meet him up at the park and he pulls up in a car with his cousin.
We ended up getting about 3-4 grams of shrooms and drove around for about 5 mins and he drops me off a few blocks away. As I'm about to go to (P}s house my friend (K) gives me a handful of cigarretes. I skated around for a while then went home and ate. I called my mom around 8:30 and asked if I can spend the night at (K)s house, and she said it was fine.. So I go and meet up with (K) again and we smoke a few stoges and just chill.
When we get to his house, his dad was jammin with his guitarist so we go and watch some Simpsons and have a few stoges. (K)s Dad comes upstairs really high and starts making food, then we watch a few more Simpsons episodes and some Russian Vampire movie. At about 3AM (K)s dad falls asleep so we go and make some peanutbutter sandwiches with shrooms.
We both get stomach cramps and take a crap then go outside for a stoge and just chill. We sneak out and walk around in the middle of streets, listening to music and talkin to my cousin on the phone, with noone out but us until about 4. When we get back to (K)s house he goes on the computer and checkes his Myspace and Ebaumsworld and I watch yet another Simpsons episode.
Both of us are really excited and already feel a body high, by this time its already been about an hour after consumption. I call my cousin again and he sais hes about to go sleep, so we say bye and I told him we were gonna go smoke, Which happened to be at Exactly 4:20AM.. When we got to (K)s backyard and went in his basement to hit his dads bong, we were both starting to trip really hard. We coudnt stop laughin but managed to hit it a few times. After the bong was cleared we put some more fresh bud topped with some keef and both took one big hit and held it in.
I ended up coughing up a lung but felt better when I was offered a drink. When we were done smoking we went upstairs and ended up leaving to walk around again. We walked down his street towards a corner store which was closed. My friend had a foldable piano which he kept messing with and looked like an idiot. I was listening to the radio which i accedently turned on and couldnt turn off because my MP3 Player had a broken screan, just like my phone.
When we got to the store we just kept laughing and completely enjoying the trip. My friend was stumbling and tripped down some steps which was halarious. When we turned around it was exactly 4:47 because I remember my (K) checkin the time through the stores glass door. On the way back to his house Korn - Freak on a Leash was playing and I spazed out because I havent heard that song in about a year.
When we got back to (K)s house he ran over to his dads bedroom window to see if he was asleep so we can open the door. I was almost at my peak by this time. (K) came up and said his dad was awake, which meant that he knew we left. Everything in the house(the TV, Computer, and all Lights) was off. I didnt understand what was going on because (K) just sat on his couch and stared at the wall.
Then we went in his room and I layed down on the top bunk with my MP3 Player watching TV. For the next few "moments"(I dont know how long, around 10-30mins I would guess) I layed thinking of everything, laughing and freaking out a little because I didnt know if (K)s dad was mad, or if he knew we were tripping. (K) was gone for a while and kept going back and forth doing something. After some more time I was already in a zone where I had no time, My friends room is full of blacklights and glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling.
I was fully trippin HARD by this time and the stars were swirling and doing spirals which scared me and I tryed telling (K) but I think only Laughter came out. (K) talked to his dad which was a big relief, he wasnt mad, but just worried because. After tripping for a while we both decide to just stay up. At 5 it was already light outside, enough to be awake. from 5AM - 5:30 I was listening to music and laughing at my friend who was doing what he always does, but to a fuller extend, he kept moving things and putting quilts to cover the windows to make a chill spot.
I remember just laughing and being extremely happy. I grabbed some paper and a pad and began to draw, which zoned me out completly. I remember attempting to draw for about 30 mins but gettin distracted by my friends cleaning and laughing then telling myself to draw again. Naturally I am a pretty good artist, what I drew was a blob with blobs and some bloby things, which still looked very cool in my opinion. At about 5:30 (K) asked his dad if we can go out and skate, which is cool with him. So we bomb all the way down (K)s street, which is a pretty big hill. We skate around, smoke a few stoges, and get to a park.
I sit on the bench and just zone out, (K) starts skating flatground and just messing around. I knew the shrooms were still in affect because we both got freaked out when we saw the grass Bubble and Wave, similar to a waterbed. After we talked about the amazing sky, the random UFOs we were seeing, and just how great shrooms were, we headed back to his house.
Afterwards we just hung out and went out a few more times to skate. We ate some bagels and I left to skate to my house around 9:20. When I got home, obviously I wasnt tripping anymore but my pupils were really big, naturally they already are. I told my parents we stayed up really late watchin Simpsons and a few movies, then took a shower and went to sleep from 10AM - 3PM. I woke up fresh with a mild headache, probly just from no sleep. 
I think shrooms are amazing, I cant wait to go shrooming again soon. I hope this helped someone, any comments or suggestions for my next time shroomin are appreciated.
Edited by awsumdawg (07/04/06 03:04 PM)
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Reminds me of when some of my first trips, wonderin if I was keepin anyone awake, yada yada. Man, you need to go camping or be someplace where you don't have to worry about anything like that, trust me.
How old are you anyway? Seems kinda sketchy you had to ask your mom if it was okay to sleep over a friends house. At 18 years old?
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