Or you could just try big wave surfing, bungee jumping, sky diving etc
Not a big fan of surfing, but I really want to try the latter 2
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Or you could just try big wave surfing, bungee jumping, sky diving etc
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Dude I watched a documentary on meth, it scared me. thats one thing I'll never ever touch! same for coke or heroin. flip the things people did on meth was scary! Wait cant that stuff happen when you on E or LSD?
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I've tried acid twice in my life. I used to take Xtacy quite often. I was down at the beach in Florida staying in a hotel with some friends. We drove down, checked in. Everyone was to tired to go out, so I went alone! While I was out pub hopping, I met some mad ****ers, anyway, long story short, I got back to the hotel drunk as hell, pockets full of drugs. I had coke, X, acid, you name it. The X was for me, the acid for one of the guys who I had just met but had joined us on the holiday. I went to bed.
Woke up the next day early, went down to the beach started drinking. Came up for lunch and chilled at the hotel drinking some more. It was around 6pm, I dropped to X tablets... I was pumping the jams, the X started to kick in. We had made a plan to go out to a club down near the beach front later on.
The guy who I'd bought the acid for asked me if I wanted some... Being drunk and already tripping on the X a bit, I said why the **** not? Put the little square piece of paper on my tounge and held it there for about half an hour then spat it out. Nothing happend for the next hour or so as we made our way down to the club. I was wearing short pants, and I had taken long pants and shoes with in the car because I was unsure of the dress code at the club.
Then suddenly... BANG! I was totally ****ed! I was sitting in the back seat of the car for what must have been a half hour trying to put my pants on! Eventually we get to the club, the line is long as anything, we go up to the front and somehow (who knows how) managed to get in by pointing to some names on the guest list and pretending it was us!
and then... THE MUSIC! House music sounds like it is ALIVE when you are candy flipping. All I could do was stand on this bridge in the club and JAM like a maniac! It was ****ing UNREAL! Best party I have ever had in my life! I LOVED everybody, kept hugging people going insane! Club closed around 04h00 I think, we all went to the beach with bottles of wine and watched the sunrise.
In fact, here is a picture of me there. Nice and blurry so you can't see my face. I'm the one with a white hat. The guy with the black one is the guy with the ACID!
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The comedown is not great! You see, hear and think REALLY stupid **** for a REALLY long time. Can't sleep... But yeah! Awesome experience.
Second time, not so great was in someone's back yard and we were chasing crockodiles and snakes!
I typed this and then thought better of posting it but I still had the page open.... Helghast now asked about E and trips (although you'll see later I am not sure what caused it). So let me tell this. If it is of no interest then so be it but no harm done in sharing.
There are accusations going around that those against it are the ones with no experience so perhaps I should tell mine. I went to the UK never having touched anything drug wise. Not even smoked, and I am from Durban. I told my friends over there I was not interested in trying drugs. Obviously being in a commune I was surrounded by drug use but stuck to my drug of choice - beer. Every time a bong was smoked, or Es taken, I was offered. They may have just been polite or they were trying to recruit. I later realised drunks are no fun to druggies! They preferred me on the same page!I watched those around me hugging each other, rubbing each others shoulders, smiling repeatedly, chewing gum and the like. I witnessed other doing random and strange things. One friend laughed non stop for four hours. He ran into the road laughing. He had us worried. We ended up having to pin him down to stop him doing harm to himself.
All through this I stuck to my beer and partied with them. It was clear though that I was not on the same page as them.
Anyway one night, a good few months into my stay, I said to a mate, who kept trying to put a 1/4 E in my mouth that if he did it again I'd take it! Stupid thing to say as he obviously did.... and I did. That was my first quarter (yip, wussy by their standards of 4 or 5 a night!) and it was great. I had a jol. I probably would have anyway but now I understood the whole massage thing and the smiling and chewing and drinking water. I was one of them. The problem is the gates had been opened and now instead of just saying no, it was more a matter of why not when offered something else as I had already done something so I might as well try it all. I could after all no longer say I had never done anything. That's why I suggest rather never start. It is cooler to say you haven't when everyone else had! I made a promise that this would just be an experiment while I was in the UK. It would not follow me home. Luckily it didn't.
There were many a good party had and I never did more than a 1/4 so always felt superior to the others who took multiple pills in an evening. I also observed them taking pills in the morning to get them going on the Tuesday after a party weekend when they couldn't get up. I then observed them having their bongs in the evening to take the edge off. Perhaps due to my small quantities, or my initial reluctance, I never got pulled into this. I walked into the kitchen on many an occasion to find a number of strange Nigerian chaps in there busy selling their goods. These girls would often let them in even when they were alone. These guys were criminals but were treated as mates. Anyway all of that is beside the point. It just illustrated the life that surrounds one filled with drugs.
Let me share my bad experience then... I was not even sure what had been taken as it was a house party where bags of stuff were being handed around (this happened on occasion). Stupid I know as it is likely that the bad crap is going to be the stuff being given away but when you are partying you sometimes fail to think things like this through. You are caught up in the moment and it is all good. There was also spliffs being smoked but this being the UK it was hash and not straight grass so that could have been it too. Anyway what happened sure as hell felt trippy but I was unaware of any LSD being around. Must have been something mixed into the Es or just the hash.
I all of a sudden was convinced I was dying. Obviously not everything is 100% clear but I ended up being taken to the bedroom to chill out. They got me to look at photo albums. This did not help as the images in the photos started moving. The ice skaters in my photos from Sweden were skating. The water from the waves splashed my face. In hindsight that sounds cool but when your mind is convincing you that you are dying "abnormal" stuff like that just freaks you out more! Anyway they saw I was freaked and suggested I lie in bed. I pulled the covers over myself and then felt I was suffocating. They took the covers off. I then started feeling cold and thought I was going to freeze to death. They suggested I drink some water and splash my face. I went to the bathroom and drank some water but after an hour (yes it felt like that) later I felt like I was trying to drown myself. I freaked. I quickly stopped. I was taken back to the bedroom. I was lying there and was convinced I heard them saying outside the door that things were looking really bad and maybe they should call an ambulance. This freaked me out more. Chats the next day revealed that nothing of the sort was said. It was all in my mind. Anyway, long story short this carried on for ages until I assume I must have fell asleep.... who knows but the next day I was back.
Anyway, not as scary as some I have heard but it was enough to ensure I never touched anything again and never have. The problem is that to this day whenever there are twinges of something psychological I wonder to myself whether that did any damage..... it might just all be in the mind but that is the problem, it is the mind you are messing with.
Anyway, not as scary as some I have heard but it was enough to ensure I never touched anything again and never have. The problem is that to this day whenever there are twinges of something psychological I wonder to myself whether that did any damage..... it might just all be in the mind but that is the problem, it is the mind you are messing with.
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Sounds like you freaked out and then once you freak out you were screwed. You will start hearing things that more than likely never got said.
Freaking out is not fun and your mind will F you so badly. The trick is to remain calm, some people cannot handle it and go from a slight freak out to full blown OMG i am die!!!!!! I have watched a few friends freak out and if i was not flying myself i think it would scared the shyte out of me.
Simple if you are uptight do not take drugs. You need to be a care free person and just go with the flow.
The funniest shyte though is when people take loads of pills and their face goes all messed up.
I have had no after effects at all.
Has any of you had re trips?