That time I started tripping on weed

Before I start the story some facts: I have tripped quiet alot on acid before, the story took place about a week after dropping 600ug. Anyway I hope you'll like it and find it funny.

9pm

I was home alone bored as fuck at a friday night, then I get a text from a group chat with some friends who wanted to go out and just chill outside, lets call it Group A. So Group A are the ones who are against all drugs including weed and alcohol (they never tried anything but they do respect me for being who I am).

11pm

Anyway we met outside one of them asked me to describe the trip as he was interested in psychedelics but afraid to take anything at all. So I did describe and his lack of interest made me stop. We went for some pizza and then it started to be boring

about 1:30am

Later I really wanted to go home, but then I got a phone call from a friend (Lets call her Ashley) who said she invited another group of friends Group B (they are the stoners and drunk friends I will always love). "Ashley" explained her parents were out of town and we can come over and smoke some weed. So I tell Group A I'm going home and I leave to "Ashley's" place.

2:12am

So I'm here sober while everyone is high as fuck, so everyone greets me as I didn't get to see them for weeks. So we all talk and I decided to hit "Tom's" fancy new bong, so I smoke one bowl. Later I started feeling an acid like come-up with a strong head high and a really dry mouth, I got myself some water and "Philip" comes to me and starts asking about my latest acid trip, then it hit me the hardest at about 3am!

about 3am

I started feeling really nauseous and dizzy, I focused on "Philip" trying to describe the trip, but I started talking, said like 4 words and stopped and stared at his face starts melting, it was somewhat as intense as the acid trip. I couldnt speak no more so I sat down and closed my eyes, seeing amazing CEVs and feeling a euphoric rush every now and again, I stood up to talk to "Kevin" and I started mumbling about some nonsense I don't even remember, for a solid 30 minutes (what felt like at least) realizing he wanted to piss and I was just talking for so long... Then he said he really need to piss so I got back to the same couch, looking at the time I realized I was living in an illusion and it's been only 10 minutes since it started, I started panicking and I kept telling myself "I'll be alright" Then "Philip" knocked a glass on the floor and broke it, I started dying of laughter, everyone laughed and "Kevin" accidentally dropped another glass (I believe because he was laughing) so we all keep laughing, then I had this really weird dejavu feeling which I felt what's going to happen and it was really weird as it happened exactly as I called it, I felt like a god.

about 3:30am

"Ashley" started to get tired and we had to leave, for a second I really forgot how to leave her house, and I went to piss twice in 5 minutes, I felt pressured on my head because we Group B was trying to leave as fast as they can, and I felt really weird as the visuals got stronger and the colors started to get more contrast and brightness. So I'm tripping balls st this point, I can't focus, I see amazing visuals, and I can feel every thought inside of my head. Well I'm fucked.

4am

We actually managed to get out, so we decided to sit down at a nearby park. Then I was still tripping pretty damn hard with difficulty talking on the same subject for more then 10 seconds, so me and "Tom" are going to a different bench then the rest of the group to talk about the trip, he was high as fuck, just like everyone else really.. So we started talking about it and I was really out of focus and I can't talk and I'm really high and then the memories from the trip started coming to me and I felt like they were melting inside my head, I felt like my eyes were inside of my brain and they could see everything, and as I was describing my latest acid trip I was saying nonsense like "you feel like youre falling but you are actually inside the roof and the birds are not falling, you know what I mean?" Which at the time seemed completely normal, I felt like the street lights were many small people inside bulbs themselves, It felt like I was moving a lot slower than what I was really moving.

At about 5am

I was going home with Tom (we live close to each other), and on our way home two people drove by us and threw eggs at us, we were lucky they missed by a mile, we got so scared and paranoid and the trip started to feel bad, but we later talked about some funny stuff and about fun stuff to do while high and I felt so much better, when we split up I felt relaxed and calm the sun started shining and it made me feel so good and so happy. I got near my house and the trees looked like they were breathing and morphing and they were beautiful, I felt very happy and it made me smile :)

about 5:45

So I got home and I put on my headphones and played my favorite psychedelic rock playlist, couldn't sleep until 8am when the comedown started coming, I took a quick shower and fell asleep with very vivid dreams. I woke up at 3pm feeling very tired and exhausted wondering since when weed makes you trip like this.

The trip was a lot different than any other psychedelics I've done, the weird thing is I only smoked 1 bowl!

TL;DR: I went to my friends house. Smoked 1 bowl at 2:30am. Started tripping my balls off. Got home couldn't sleep until 8am. Had very vivid dreams. And woke up very exhausted.