my first crazy trip

for anyone who's interested, i'd basically like to know if this is a normal mary jane trip... its a little long..

i've been smoking weed for over 2 years now and it's always had a nice effect on me. no matter how much i smoke at once i always just get really relaxed and feel better about everything. i never really tripped out on weed... until last night. i was with a bunch of friends and we were hotboxing this little room in my basement. after smoking 1 joint i got nothing but a major headache, so i smoked another one but it didnt do anything. i still had the headache and no high whatsoever so i just decided to wait. about an hour later, when i still hadnt felt anything, i was chatting with a friend when all of a sudden i guess i blacked out because it felt like i had just woken up from a dream and i was really disoriented as to where i was and who i was with. i asked my friend if i had just been sleeping and she replied that i was just talking with her 10 seconds ago. this had never happened to me before so i was a little freaked out and needed to get away from all the noise. i wanted to take a walk outside by myself. i must have blacked out again because i dont remember getting up or walking out the door but i found myself outside along with everyone who was inside. confused out of my mind, i started telling people to go back inside and leave me alone. one of my friends stayed with me, which was fine, i trusted him and felt more secure with him there.
all i wanted to do was walk with no destination in mind so he follwed. our conversation basically only consisted of me repeatedly saying how weird i felt and of him trying to reassure me that i was just tripping out a little and it would be over soon if i told myself i could take control of it.
here's where things get messed up.
about 10 minutes into walking and me complaining about how dry my mouth was, i looked up at my friend, but it wasnt him i saw, it was my dad. he still had my friends voice and my friends clothes but the face was my dads and this illusion wouldnt go away no matter how hard i told myself i was just hallucinating. this REALLY freaked me out so i started running back to my house, but the more i ran the more speed it felt like i was picking up. i could see white lines at the corner of my eyes, which somehow indicated to me how fast i was running. and as i ran i could hear people cheering me on, telling me to never give up. when i got to my house i just sat outside on the corner, wondering when i would stop tripping out. at this point i was frequently blacking out. i would try to resist the black outs because i really didn't enjoy them, but the more i resisted, the worse the pain got at the back of my head. after a while, the friend i was talking to earlier in the basement when i first blacked out came out and asked where i had been. i started explaining to her about the other friend who turned into my dad, when i started noticing that as i was expaining this, my friend was staring at me, blinking in slow motion. i stopped my story and asked my friend why she was blinking so slowly and she said she wasn't. i asked her to get me some water and while she was gone it felt like my body temperature had dropped to below zero. i sat, curled in a ball, my teeth chattering uncontrollably, waiting for my friend to return. when she finally did return with my glass of water i was shaking so much that i couldnt even hold the glass.
she started talking about cops and saying how bad it would be if a cop car drove by at that moment. this comment just flat out got me so paranoid that i started seeing cop cars everywhere and even hearing sirens, when there wasnt a cop in sight.
the rest of my night was filled with weird hallucinations, hearing noises, and constantly backing out, but also a few other things which may be a little difficult to explain.
for example i had this theory that to avoid blackouts i had to think with the two sides of my brain. one side was the stoned part, full of THC and unreal thoughts, and the other side was the reality side which contained information of my life when i wasn't stoned. in order to come down from this high, i had to think of my reality life and pretend i wasn't stoned while subconsciously using the stoned side of my brain to remember the circumstances i was in at the time. the reason for this (and once again this may not make very much sense because i was clearly way too stoned to think properly) was that if i only thought of reality and tried to forget about being stoned, the stoned part of me would creep up and take over, causing a black out. so i kinda had to tell the stoned part "hey i'm watching you, so dont try anything stupid" lol...

the weirdest thing was this seperation of worlds i had going on. to the left of me was one world, and to the right was another, and i couldnt bring these 2 worlds together. so when i looked from side to side, i was switching worlds, and everytime i switched worlds there was a click sound in my head :S
and when i was in one world i couldnt hear what was going on in the other so when i'd switch to the other world, things would have changed so much.

so i'm basically wondering if this sort of trip is normal... especially for someone like me who has never tripped out AT ALL until then... and why was it so scary? arent trips like that supposed to be fun?
people are saying the weed could have been laced... i just hope that never happens again because i really didnt enjoy it. i blaze to relax and forget about my problems, not to have anxiety attacks and constantly freak out over nothing.. anyone know?

oh shit damn thats intense. i dont know what to tell u. did u go on a small break or anything before u smoked? or did u take any meds before or whatever?

Fuck that. I get cold and shake sometimes but, fuck that. I really dont know what to say. Hope you feel better and it dont happen to you again. If it happened to me i dont know if i'd contiue smoking again after.

You either got dosed or had some kind of food poisoning.

It reminds me of when i smoked some realy bad import while at work. I felt so rough i just had to walk off the work site for a little while. It felt like my insides were burning up. I had a bad headache. And i was sweating like a SOB. I also got realy dehydrated and almost vomited. But i managed to keep it in...just. But that's realy the only bad experience i've ever had out of my 5 years of smoking the green.

I didn't read it all, only the last few paragraphs.
The ting about being 'split in two', could fit in with a major part of your life and just the way you were feeling. Cannabis effects people differently, and the effects could have been seriously emphasized in the situation you were in.