DOSE:	250 ug	oral	Clonazolam
	1 line	insufflated	Methamphetamine	(ground / crushed)
	1 line	insufflated	Methamphetamine	(ground / crushed)
	2 joints/cigs	smoked	Tobacco - Cigarettes
	repeated	oral	Alcohol - Hard	(liquid)
	1 line	insufflated	Methamphetamine	(ground / crushed)
	3 hits	smoked	Cannabis	(extract)
	1 cig.	smoked	Cannabis	(plant material)
	1 line	insufflated	Methamphetamine	(ground / crushed)

BODY WEIGHT:

140 lb

Date: Saturday-Sunday November 4-5, 2017

*Names have been changed*

It's a calm and quiet Saturday night and my roomate Jell andI are finishing up our work for the weekend. Most people left campus to go back home for the weekend, but Jell and I decided to stay. There wasn't much going on and there weren't too many people to hang out with so once he's finished his work, I ask Jell if he wants to take 250ug of Clonazolam with me to chill the night away. Jell agrees and at around 9:30 PM, we swallowed our dose.

Jell and I had both taken Clonazolam before, however I had more experience with it and a slight benzodiazepine tolerance. Being familiar with the effects at doses from 100ug to 1500ug, and the existance of my tolerance to this drug, I wasn't expecting, or hoping for, much of a high. If anything, a slight euphoric edge before I drifted off to sleep.

That isn't what happened.

After about an hour, I was certainly feeling the effects, although not entirely intoxicating. Being bored with the night and the weekend thus far, Jell decided to take the 150ug of LSD he had been saving for a while. Knowing he was experienced with acid and wanting to not pass out while he had a fun night, I decided to stay up with him and see how the night went.

So I took out my bag of meth.

I'd bought a gram of crystal meth a few months ago, mostly out of curiosity. I'd tried it on two occasions before, but gave most of it away. What I was left with was about 300mg. I'd already crushed up the shards into a pretty fine powder so after Jell put the tab on his tongue, I railed a line. Of the previous times I snorted meth, this time was absolutely the most painful. After the pain went away, I felt the stimulation and euphoria start to appear. Jell wanted some too, so I gave him a small bump.

About a half hour later, I am quite stimulated and Jell is starting to feel the acid come up. We decide to go skate boarding around campus.

Time for another line.

Boarding while high on meth was plenty of fun, I felt the rush of euphoric stimulation as well as the rush of adrenaline as me and Jell were speeding down hills. On the way back to the dorm I smoke two cigarettes.

We get back to the dorm and then

Black.

I'm now in the room across from mine with a few fraternity brothers from a visiting chapter. I'm taking shots with them. How many? Can't remember, but I do remember feeling the effects of the alcohol. I'm not sure where Jell is at this point but I'm feeling pretty good. It's probably a bit after midnight and the night is still young so I decide to keep on drinking, at least for another

Black.

I'm back in my room. Jell is there. There's a girl talking to us about how high she is and how she's sad her boyfriend broke up with her. When she is done talking she asks what the white powder was on my desk. I snort it and tell her it's meth. She doesn't seem as surprised as I thought she would be. I check my phone for the time; it's 2:00 AM. Time really flew by. This night sure is

Black.

I'm now walking with Jell and two of my other friends, Neb and Peppo. We're in my residence hall. When did Neb get here? I haven't even seen him this weekend. Where are we even

Black.

I'm outside. Sitting at a table behind my residence hall. I'm still with Neb, Peppo, and Jell. We're all talking, can't remember about what. I notice Peppo is rolling a blunt. So that's why we're outside! He finishes rolling the blunt and Neb asks me if I want some. I look over to Neb and he's handing me his dab pen. I haven't smoked weed in months because the last few times I smoked it I got uncomfortably paranoid and anxious, but I just saw free drugs. I grabbed the dab pen and took a few hits, the high from the THC is slowly wrapping around me. Peppo hands the blunt to me. I take a hit, pass it. Take a hit, pass it, until we finish the blunt. Neb says he's got the

Black.

We're all walking now, except for Peppo, I don't know where he went. I see a diner and remember we're walking to it so Neb can pick up the food he ordered for take out. I check the time when Neb picks up his food. It's 3:15 AM. Damn it's late as hell. Or early, technically. We're leaving the diner now to go back to

Black.

I'm in the lounge on the seventh floor sitting in a chair with at least five others. I can't remember exactly who is with me except for Neb, I'm pretty sure he was there. Why are we even on the seventh floor? None of us live on this floor. I don't even think I know anyone who lives on this floor. Someone asks who's up to keep chilling and we all say yes except for Neb who is getting tired. I ask him what time it is, he says it's almost 4:00 AM. I get up out of the chair to

Black.

I'm talking to Jell. He's really tripping now, talking about all sorts of nonsense. We're outside looking at the skyline that our university overlooks. It's got to bereal late now. It is. I check my phone, it's 4:45 AM. I tell Jell I'm getting cold and we agree to go back to our

Black.

I'm leaning my back on my bed now. I feel fucking amazing. One of the best highs I've ever felt. The clonazolam, meth, booze, nicotine, and weed combo sure is a pleasurable one. I remember comparing this feeling to how I felt on 30mg Oxycodone. It's only now that I realize I'm extremely intoxicated and should probably cool it on the drugs for the night. I check my pocket and the bag that used to have 300mg of meth now has enough for one good line. I empty it out, line it up, and snort. The pain barely even registered. Meth is done, finished it all up. I tell Jell, who is still tripping, that if he wants to see something really trippy, he should look up a video of a Mandelbrot set. He finds a three hour video and watches it in its entirity without speaking a single word or looking away. I'm writing down what I remember from the night (so I can write this report) as I am sobering up.

When I finish writing, I notice the sun has risen, and it is now almost 8:00 AM. Jell finishes his video and asks if I want to go outside. We go outside and talk about what the fuck happened last night. Jell remembered much more than I did, but there were still plenty of details neither of us can remember. I never thought I would see myself binging on meth but it happened. Jell said he had a decent amount of meth but I had most of it.

We walk back to the room and neither of us are able to sleep. I'm expecting to feel like shit after a night of heavy drug use and no sleep, but surprisingly, I feel fine. In fact, I actually feel pretty good.

This feeling didn't last long though. From 12:00 PM to 12:00 AM, I felt god awful. Extremely tired but still stimulated from the meth. Brain completely fried from all the drugs and no sleeping. Stomach a shitshow from all the drugs I put in my system; I was puking all day.

I'm writing this report three days later and I just ate for the first time in three days. I'm finally feeling better and I hope I never feel like this again. I don't think I'm gonna be doing meth for a long time, if not ever again.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 111554
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 19
Published: Feb 21, 2018	Views: 5,093
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