Saturday, March 16, 2019

Drugs :: essays research papers

The graduation time I did acid isnt the most interesting time Ive do it, nor the most scary, but I guess it would still be a good read. I was vent bulge out to a friends house on a Friday night. Everyone was planning to get majorly fucked up. A lot of people were going to do Dramamine. I read an FAQ on it, and it said if you have asthma attack you shouldnt do Dramamine...and to be honest, Dramamine seemed pretty nightmarish after teaching a few bring out reports. So I decided to vanquish with somewhatthing I knew ROBO I picked up this girl I promised to give a ride to my friends house, and we stopped at the drug store, where I shopped for a proficient bottle of Robotussin. I fin wholey settled on generic CVS notice Robo. We hopped in the car, picked up an acquaintance of mine, Zack, and headed down to my friends apartment. It was about an hour drive. We were all psyched because we knew we were going to be getting all fucked up that night. We listened to this local ska/ ch intzy band, Heft, and even though I felt like a dork, some Blink-182. I used to like them a lot, then they became famous, and I started trace like a dork listening to them...I told myself that its stupid to just not listen to things because of what other people would think though, and let myself enjoy the music. Besides, it was my tape. ) We cut this weird green lightning bolt while we were driving down. We started thinking perchance theyre be a thunderstorm that night while we were all fucked up, and it would be awesome. After a little while, and a wrong turn or two, we ended up at my friends (well call him Jo) apartment. Some of my friends were there already. at that place was P, who never does any sort of drugs...W, who always tried to get me to expect acid, but i was too chicken...Jo, who owned the apartment...two girls who well call M and Fatty. Z was my acquaintance from the car, and H is the girl who I gave a ride down to the apartment. W told me that P was going to do D ramamine that night. That sort of disquieted me. P never did drugs, and I wondered if he would be ok, since the Dramamine trip reports I read seemed very disturbing.

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