There is no smiley with a big enough smile to show how happy I am, atm.
Here is my first trip... I may not end up finishing it all right now, since I am at kind of a low attention span, so expect me to edit it and add new stuff every now and then.
It all started on thursday afternoon, I was over my friend (M)'s house, and my other friend (C) was there too. We started calling friends over, that wanted to experience the trip with us. We orginally had about 6 people doing them, but one dropped out because he saw people on them the previous night and they were all freaking out, and also he had to pay off his DS Lite. He was still coming over though. (This is (S)) I called my friend (CM) and he told me he was still down for the trip, and he was going to be at (M's house asap). We sat around and waited, while playing katamari on PSP, and Guitar Hero on PS2.
I called my friend about getting the shrooms, since he was the provider. He gave me bad news, he said he had no clue what was going on, so we might not get the shrooms. We were all really bummed out. I called a few other people, they all told me they would call me back, but only one did. (Out of like 5 or 6) So (J) called me, he told me had a connection between a friend's friend. We were getting a half oz for 120, that was the original plan. He said he would call back when everything is figured out. In the mean time, we chilled at (M)'s house, and then (CM) showed up.
When (CM) showed up we took off to our local pipe store to try and do a hookah lounge, unfortunatley it was closed. But the hookah bar was open, so us four guys did that. Then my friend (C) ended up buying a nice plastic bong, and a really cool looking pipe, for 40 bucks total. After the hookah sesh, we headed back to (M)'s house to await the call of my new provider.
He called at around 5, and told us that the guy that had the shrooms, was out of town, but he would be getting back within an hour, or so he thought. That ended up failing, but he didn't give up. He called more people and each was just a huge let down. We were going to buy chocolate bars, but that didn't work out. So we waited around some more for him to call us, with a new connection.
In the mean time, my other friend (J) had showed up to hang out and trip with us. When he got there my friend (C) wanted to try his new bong, so they went outside and packed a few bowls. (They as in C,CM, and J) I ran out 10 minutes later, because we were trying to figure out how much everyone was going to pay, and how much everyone was going to get. I figured out it be 8.50 per gram, so I ran out to tell them, and I got a good free hit of the new bong, and holy shit it rips.
About 20 minutes later, everyone was back inside (M)'s house hanging out. My provider called me, and told me had this girl that knew someone selling, and this wasn't going to fall through. Everything was planned out with this bitch (you will see why she is a bitch). We gathered up the money from everyone, thinking it was going to be 120. He called us before he got to (M)'s house and told us he could only get a quad for 70. It still worked for us since (J) didn't wanna do em all that much by that time. (It was about 8:30)
The provider showed up in his nice car, we talked for a bit. Then we hopped in his car, and drove off to meet this bitch. We met up with her at approx. 8:45. We gave her the money, and she said it would be like 20 minutes before we got the stuff. So the provider drove to get some gas. (Just an amazing thing about his car - he drove 120 miles on half a tank of gas. I found it amazing, perhaps because I was just super excited about what was going to happen that night) We went back to (M)'s house to wait for her to call us, so we decided to pack a bowl, then roll up a blunt.
She called about 20 minutes later, we met up with her, and we got our shrooms, which were supposed to be about 7grams. We didn't have our scale with us, and we were to high to realize anything, so we just took off back to (M)'s house. We got there, excited, and we were ready to split it all up. We busted out the scale and weighed it all out...
2.4 grams
WTF, we all thought. Our excitment went to anger, and I called my provider to tell him what had happend, and he was in shock and really really pissed off too, since this bitch was all over his nuts. (She's ugly and dirty, so he doesn't dig her hehe) So he said he would call her up and ask her what the fuck just happend. At first, he couldn't get a hold of her, so he told me he would call me back when he did.
It was about 10pm when he called, we were outside, and (C) (CM) (M) were all hitting the new bong, white (J) (S) were smoking a ciggarette. He told me that she wasn't going to give us our money, or more shrooms because she thought we had pocket the them, and trying to get more for free, or our money back. And that didn't even happen, so at this point I was about ready to go over this bitch with a gun to her head, but I'm not a thug, or crazy. My provider told me he would do all he could to get us our money back, or our shrooms, and told us to keep what we have, for evidence.
We called it quits by now, so we went to grab some munchies, since most of us hadn't eaten anything the whole day, because the forums suggested it to us noobs. We feasted back at (M)'s house, while playing Guitar Hero and talking and laughing. Then a spider freaked us all out. It was about midnight-1AM when (CM) (J) and (S) decided to leave, since the trip wasn't happening. The rest of us stayed back, and were getting ready to sleep, until (C) suggested we smoke the joint we were saving for our come down. We went out, smoked it, felt good. As we were finishing up, I felt a vibration in my jeans, with a tune. I quickly realized it was my phone, and I thought it would be good news from my first provider, but it was better news from the original provider. He said he managed to get ahold of his connection with the shrooms, and asked me if we still wanted them. I still wanted to trip, but I asked the two other guys, and they both wanted to too. He said we would call me when he would pick up the shrooms.
We waited around half an hour, until I decided to call see what was going on. He gave me bad news, but we were getting used to this already. He said he couldn't get a ride over there, and I didn't want to drive, what with high gas prices and low tanks, and me being high. I asked if (M) wanted to drive, and he said yes. We were back in this biatch! We drove to pick up my provider, then to the shrooms. We drove around for an estimated 40 minutes, so it was around 1:30-2:30am. We got back and weighed out what we had bought, which was an eighth. We splited that with what we had before three ways, we each got about 2.9 grams. We started munchin', I went for 3 minutes before it started killing all my taste buds, same with (C), (M), however, kept 'em in for 9 minutes.
And our adventure began...
Half an hour into us eating the shrooms, we sat around (M)'s house waiting for whatever to happen. At first, I was scared to take them, because I thought I would see some scary shit, but then I eased up my mind and relaxed. It was about 3:45 when I first started noticing anything. The walls were moving around, then they started breathing. Everyone else was seeing the same. We talked to each other, and laughed uncontrollably, and loud. I got up to walk around, and it felt as if I had about 200lbs strapped to my shoulders. Everyone else felt it too. I turned on Guitar Hero to see if I could do it. I did pretty decent, but I was stumbling around, and rocking out hardcore. I only did one song until I decided to sit back down. I start playing katamari demacy on the psp, and trip balls. I hand it to (C) to play, and he accidently drops it on his face. He gives up a little later and he just leaves it. I was really hot and sweaty, and we decided to go outside. It took us about half an hour to get outside. We kept falling down and laughing and forgetting about it.
It was about 4AM when we went outside, we tried walking up the block, but only got as far as two houses. My friend (C) was seeing frogs already, frogs jumping on him. He didn't freak out though. Me and (M) weren't hallucinating quite yet, but everything was colorful, specially (M)'s hair. He recently had dyed it yellow, and it looked really fucking amazing. So we stopped at the second house and talked, then for no reason I ran back to (M)'s house as fast as I could. The two other guys took a while before they got there, and were distracted by leaves on the side of the building, I came to check them out, and it looked really fucking cool.
We went back into the room, and chilled out for a bit. Everything in his room looked so much better, and felt alive. (C) was just tripping balls, but I'll leave it to him to post it later, if he get's around to it. I remember my friend (M) suggesting to go over to a huge park to see the sun rise (sounds gay, but was a good idea then) and we agreed to. We kept talking about going, but never got up or anything, and instead played with magnets, and stared at my hands. (C) needed to use the bathroom, and me and (M) stayed back in his room and talked and laughed. We kept asking each other 'where's the other dude that was with us?' and laughed then talked about his hair, and his bed. I got really hot so I took my shirt off, then my pants came off too. I was lying there in my boxers, and (M) was shirtless, quite funny. Then (C) came back and saw us half naked and was just confused and laughed about it. Everything got weird, so I decided to put my shirt and jeans back on. We realized again that we were gonna go somewhere, and we finally managed to get up, and walk out his house again. I walked out first, and laid down on the cement floor outside, and since there is a building right next to his house, I stared at it. And then my hallucinating began. The bricks of the house started moving around and forming weird shapes. I laid there staring at it for a long time. Then I got up and walked with (C) and (M). (C) brought along his weed and a pipe. We decided to smoke a bowl by my car which was about half a block away. We sat down on the pavement in the parking lot, and (C) began packing. He found it really really hard to do. Specially with all the distractions (birds, bricks, beautifulness of nature) He managed to get it, and we began to smoke. When it was my turn to hit the pipe, I admired the beauty of it, and just looked at it. I finally took a hit 5 minutes after admiring it. It was amazing. Then I grabbed (C)'s bag of weed, which was about an ounce, and looked at it, and it was beautiful. Then he took it away from me. Jerk, lol. And since it had rained the night before, it was really nice and cool outside, and my car had water on it. I rubbed my hand over my car, and stared at my hand. It looked like my hand was melting, and there were bumps coming out of it, and I saw faces in my hand trying to escape. I didn't get scared or freak out, I thought it was really really cool. No one else saw it, so I know I was tripping nads. I kept doing it, because it was cool. We finished up the bowl, sat around, and (C) began packing another bowl. Then a crow flew over us, and made a weird ass noise. Sounded like a velasoraptor, we laughed hard and loud. It was 6am too. After the bowl, we got up and headed back to (M)'s house. (Half a block away from my car) It took us about 10 minutes.
When we finally got to his room again, we sat around, laughed. Then (C) went to go use the bathroom again, and the same thing happend as before, where I would ask where the other guy is, and we would laugh and then talk about something else, and then I would realize (M)'s hair is yellow, and so would he, and he would realize he has a bed, and then (C) coming back, and us asking if anything happend, and he said no, I was just tripping balls. That happend about 4 times that...morning.
After a good time of laughing and talking, me and (C) realized we had too do two things that were important. I had to go drop my brother off at school, and he had to go to work, or call in sick. I decided to make up a lie about not being able to go pick up my brother, and (C) was going to call in work sick. He went to another room to call, but forgot the number. He came back inside, and started freaking out, and then decided to call 411. This is what happend - C - Hey, can I get the number to *WORK* DA - What? C - *WORK* (using work, since I don't wanna reveal where he actually works) DA - Uh? C - (he begins to spell it out, then he puts the phone to his chest and looks at me and says) Dude, I am fucking tripping balls! (Then I tell him he still has someone on the phone and quickly goes back to it) C - what? Pardon me? DA - gives him number C - (looks at phone) What the fuck is happening?! (hangs up)then says DUDE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW WHAT JUST HAPPEND!? We tell him what happend, and he is confused and then freaks out about him calling in to work. He finally does it, by getting the number from the yellow pages. Everything works out perfectly. We then talk a little more, keep playing with magnets, and laughing uncontrollably. We listened to music and just relaxed. It was about 8:15 when I talked to my dad about not being able to drop off my brother because my alarm didn't go off. He said it's fine and he would do it, and he did. At 8:30, (C) and (M) are asleep, and I'm still awake talking to myself, I decide to leave to my house, and sleep or do stuff on the comp.
I take off, grab my keys and iPod, go outside. I take a good wiff of the outside world, and admire the beauty of the flowers and trees. I get in my car, turn up some relaxing music, and drive off. I take the same route I always do to get home, but this particular day, it felt different, it felt a lot better. It was hard to drive without being able to concentrate on road, without having my eye move to somebody just walking by. Then sun was really bright too, but it was beautiful. I got on a highway to get home, and drove fast, and I drove over the same bridge I always do, but it felt longer this time. And it felt like I could see the whole world over the bridge. I finally get home at around 8:50. I turn my computer on, put some music on, and lay on my bed. It felt like the music was live, and I was enjoying it, then I fell asleep. I woke up at 1pm, forgetting to pick my brother up. (Lol, just tell your little brother you forgot to pick him up because you were trippin' balls.) But he ended up walking home, which was fine by him.
That whole experience made me feel more appreciative towards life, and I admired everything. I have never been so happy in my life. It literally felt like I was born again, but I actually could feel everything that was going on. I can't wait for my next trip, where we would hopefully go camping in the woods. Peace and love my fellow shroomers.
Edited by Sik (07/15/06 12:29 PM)
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