wow... best night ever...

when i have more time to explain what happend in detail i will. this is basicly how my night when down tho, i drank 1 4oz bottle of rob max str and popped 3 dexalones. about an hour after i took that, i do like i always do and throw up. so from there i was feeling like i had a really good buzz going. we decided to move the fun over to another friends house where i found another bottle of rob max str and i took the remaining 7 dexalones... i cant tell any one the amount of time that passed inbetween the dex and me taking a bean, all i kno is that i was having the most fun of my life... wow i cant wait to tell u all every thing else that happend... later tho peace

at 3:30 2 of my friends, Buddy and Alex, and I went to Buddy's house to pick up his phone charger and grab money from his mom. when he came back to the car he told me he had a present for me and to close my eyes. when i opened my eyes he was holding a 4oz bottle of Rob max str. this made me all sorts of happy because i was planning on having a low level dex trip that night. i started out with having a box of dexalones, which i planned to take all at once and chill on. seeing as how i had just received a bottle i drank that and took a 3 pills to see how that would make me feel. about 30 mins later, and after ariving at my friends house i started to feel the "drunk" coming on. an hour later i had the feeling (im not sure if every 1 gets this or its just me) that just says, "your not sober right now!" i dont know why, maybe this being my second time dexing, but i threw up one time. im pretty sure most of it had soaked in by then because all i threw up was stomache acid and water. i sat back down with all my friends that were there. they asked all the usual questions like, "are you ok?", and "what are you on?" btw alot of my friends dont know what dexing is or have never done it. i told them i was ok and that i had just taken too many pills or something. after 45 mins to an hour had gone by at my friends house, his mom (who was blazed as hell, she just made some brownies) told us she was not feeling comfortable with kids drinking. she wanted us to stop, so we said we were just going to leave. so around 5-5:30pm we left to head to our other friend alex's house. once i got to alex's house i decided i was going to take another 3 pills to bring my level back up. after i went inside to take those my friend offered me a smoke out so i accepted. smoking def. brought up my high. after we smoked the 2 blunts i rolled for my buddy, i'd say about an hour had gone by. give or take the time was around 7:30pm by now. all along the party was going on, i was in a great mood, having the time of my life. i began to take my pills one after another untill i had 2 left. from there i dont know what happend to the time because when i asked my buddy Jordan to check what time it was for me, he said, "its 10:30 bro." that surprised me, i thought it was like 8 or so. i asked Jordan to get me a glass of water. so he goes inside (i can see him still through the sliding glass door, we were on alex's indoor patio) and starts opening cabinets to find a cup. i see his face just brighten up and he starts to smile and stares at me. i see him pull down a fresh 4oz bottle of Rob max str. he comes back outside saying, "omg, bear (my nickname) do it... chug it... comon man think of how fucked up you'll be... do it, do it, you'll be Flying!!" by then he had already convinced me. i got hyped up thinking about how retarded ill be when i finish the bottle. then he asked me, "hey do u have any of those pills left?" so i showed him my 2 i had left, he took the package and popped them out. i told him that 2 isnt going to do shit to him. he thought it might buzz him becuase he's on blood thinners, one beer he says feels like 5. after i told him nothing would happen he took the bottle from my hands and opened it and said, "your taking these last 2 with that bottle." "no problem, no problem" i told him. as i told him he pushed the pills in my mouth and put the bottle to my lips and said, "drink up!" after i finished the bottle i sat back on the futon i had been chillen on the whole time, and watched everyone as they walked by me. i really wish i would have the words in my vocab to describe what i was seeing. it apeared as if every 1 that walked by was fighting a sandstorm. everything around me looked like it was being covered slowly by sand starting from the ground up, and had sand blowing past it, almost too thick to see. then as i was talking to jordan, he was asking the usual questions, "you fucked up yet bear???" and "bear, whats going on what do you see?" and as he said this, it looked as if he had simply blown away in the wind. starting at the top of his head, he started to turn into sand and blow away witht he wind. almost like something u would see in a movie. it was the trippiest thing i've ever seen. out of no where i snapped out of it. every thing was normal again, so i was thinking man i need to go smoke some. i went outside, which walking was almost impossible for me to do now. after i made it outside i sat down at the table with all my friends. someone passed me a blunt, and every hit i took made me feel as if i was launching off into the stars, deeper and deeper. once the blunt was gone i made my way out to the hammock. i found my friend Miguel passed out, with a bottle of jim in his hands. i woke him up and told him i was going to lay with him on the hammock. he made some space and we got comfy. lol. for the next hour and a half, which btw felt like only 5-10 mins to me, i tripped SO hard. it got to the point where i thought that was how life was. like my trip was permanent. every time i closed my eyes there was this flaring light in the center. im not sure how to describe how it felt, but it was almost like the light was a door that i could close and open by "moving" over it with my eyes. every time i "moved" into the light i felt as if i was flying through space. i have never felt so happy in my life. i was just so glad to be there, flying around. the stars i was seeing were very bright, they kinda shimmered off in the distance but as i got close to them they zoomed past me. this was only part of the trip i was feeling. the other, i'd say 90%, parts of my trip i simply cant describe. i really wish i could so i could tell all my friends about it, but theres something that just blocks words from describing what i was seeing/feeling. any ways, when ever i opened my eyes i saw the actuall stars in the sky and realized that i wasnt flying again. the 2 palm trees that the hammock was tied to seemed to have combinded with the hammock in my eyes. i realized that almost every thing i thought of, for the most part i would see. so i started to tell myself, just for fun of course, that i was actually part of the hammock which was part of the trees. as soon as i said that a few times i felt as if i took up alot more space in the world... and i could actually feel the wind on the tips of the trees. and at points i had visions like i had climbed the tree, or had eyes at the top of it. i some how knew everytime someone was walking over to me before they would say any thing and i would come back to reality. well... all of that went on for the hour and a half i was in that hammock. when i finally got off of it i decided to go inside. as soon as i tried to stand up it felt like the weight of the world was on me. i had to get a friend help me back inside. when i got there i sat down on the couch. i picked my my portable cd player which i had brought with me and started listening to it. i had burned a pink floyd cd way earlier that day. i had never listen to any of his music before that night i just thought i would be cool to experience it. when i started to listen to the music i went into a trance. im not sure what happend while i was "gone" but when i came back to, my best friend who i hadnt seen in a while was sitting next to me with a few other of my friends. they were talking about x because Jordan had just passed out 10 pills to the people that were around the house. the party had died down while i was out on the hammock and those were the only people left over. i realized that my best friend jeff was sitting there and i was floored. i hadnt seen him for a good month and out of no where i come out of a trance and he was sitting with me. he started to talk to me but i couldnt put together what he was saying. then i look over and Jordan is holding his hand up at me holding something. it took me a good minute to focus in on what he had, then my vision cleared up and i realized it was one of the pills he had given to the other people.he imeadiatly starts telling me to take it. i asked him what was in it, in lesser words. he told me it was for the most part 50/50 mdma and speed. i asked him to check my pulse, and after he checked it i thought well thats not bad. it was actually rather normal, so i took it. every one was starring at me as i was about to take it and i dont remember ever doing this but they told me that i started to talk myself into taking it, then right after i swallowed it, i was like "Oh no what have i done!" the funny part was they said that i had an English accent when i said it. im born and raised Tampa FL. so lol whatever. when i started to peak was when things changed a little. all of my visual started to become happy memories and such. by now i had lost all concept of time. it didnt matter to me. but for what they said was the next 4 hours, i sat on the couch listening to floyd in my own world. talking to myself, starring off at the walls, the whole deal. i dont remember alot of that time though. when i started to come out of it, i could feel my high dying down. Jordan told me that we were going to Kaitlins house to crash. she lives about 20 mins away from where we were. the whole car ride we just smoked and listen to music. and well after that my trip was for the most part gone. all through the night i was doing random shit here and there but i figured i wouldnt tell all the bullshit. I hope that reading this wasnt a waiste of any ones time! feel free to drop ne words. thx for reading

LOL@YOU...

Paragraphs are your friend!!!!

yeah ... well, ive always hated writing papers

Wow...I would read, but that's just too intimidating.

that sounds pretty fuckin intense... though you could have dropped acid... and seen god or something.. haha