Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Full Sail, Math, and me, and some other experiences.

So I got $25 worth of a substance that is smoked and holy shit. My first 2 experiences sucked diiiiiick with it because all I got was a massive headrush and that was it. (Blunt wrapped, so tobacco wrap messed with my head and didn't do much for me.)

So then my co-worker at work makes me a bottle bong, and I set it up at home and everything and then at 11PM I "smoked" (right term for bong? idk) it and I took about 6 small to large hits off of it and then I was like "I should go get some water just in case since I know this causes drymouth"and I went and got some water while I was lightheaded and stuff. And I was like "aw man this doesn't feel good", and then as I was walking down the hall back to my room, I basically felt like my limbs were really heavy and hard to move, and I was like "ugh wtf" and sat in my chair again and drank some water.

And then I was like "okay I'm gonna go to sleep, this is terrible" and laid down.

And then the fun began, but only in my mind.

By the way, fun is used with HEAVY SARCASM here because it was basically hell and I thought I was going to die, but I knew I wasn't going to die, but I still felt like it. It maybe only lasted like 30-45 minutes tops, and I knew it wasn't going to last forever, but holy hell.

So basically I was feeling and mentally seeing 2 parts, brain neurons firing and electrical impulses moving throughout my body, and whenever I tried to move it felt like that one slow motion sound effect they used to use in movies and stuff? It felt like that, that's literally the only way I can think of to describe it. But the electrical impulses were actually moving my legs (to a much lesser extent arms) and it was freaking me out. And mentally, I felt like I was losing myself to an entity much greater than I at the time. Or basically my id was taking over and my ego was barely anywhere to be found, under the tidal waves of whatever my id was thinking up at the time. Which was a LOT of weird crap. And the whole time it was basically me imagining another clone of me (ego, id, respectively) doing weird shit and me being like "ugh goddammit stop pls". Like the id me just could create whatever it wanted at the touch of a fingertip to the air or something. I dunno, it was just overall a really bad experience and I did not enjoy a minute of it. I was also able to visualize my brain neurons firing electrical impulses (yellow, head region) and the impulses going out to the rest of my body (blue, rest of body). It was fucking terrible and scary lol.

And eventually I just shut down and got scared and started crying, but couldn't tell if I was crying because time seemed so distorted, and I touched my face and no tears were on it, but I had felt them rolling down earlier, so my brain kicked into gear slightly and was like "the fuck nigga?" and then I felt my other eye and felt wetness (with my extremely heavy arm/hand) and I was like okay I'm not freaking out. So then I just kept intermittently crying and feeling tears on my face to make sure I was still "alive" per se I guess, I don't know.

Eventually I fell asleep and woke up later with no significant trauma to myself or my room, so that was good. But unfortunately it made for a bad night's sleep. It felt like I was up for hours when in reality it was only like less than an hour.

Oh yeah I remember when it first hit me, my fan was running and eventually it crescendo'd into a screeching, spinning piece of metal, just over and over and over again. So I covered my one free ear (the other one being on the pillow on the other side of me, since I was on my side) and the screeching just... echoed forever. So I turned over on my bed and it stopped, thankfully, but I could like hyper-hear the video I had playing and it was KILLING ME so I turned it down to give my ears some relief. 

Overall, 10/10 experience, looking for heroin next.

JK 0/10 experience don't do weed kids cause holy fuck that was terrifying.

And I forgot what I actually made this post for was to say I'm probably dropping out of Full Sail because I can't do math.

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