Teh Trip of my life

Holy flippin retarded monkeys. Yesterday, starting at 11am until this moment I had the best trip in my life. BUT! Before we start, PLEASE take note that I *DID* end up in the ER, wondering I was going to die. I was puking everywhere at school and I was hearing the most ABSURD things.

So. Yesterday morning, my mother would not wake up, so I skipped Latin. I was chilling while her my brother were still sleeping and when the first period bell should've rang for school. EVENTUALLY, everyone got up. Since we were already late, I asked mom if we could go get cokes. I was not thinking of looking in the pharmacy aisle at this time. So we went in, I saw pills at the front counter and thought, "TRIPLE C's!!" Never tried before, why not try 'em? Everyone say's they're freaking wonderful. So. Somehow, I mannage to find the appropriate box with the appropriate pills - the ORIGINAL Triple C, not an off brand. *sigh* So I stick it in my pocket, pick up a coke, pay, walk out the door. Put the box in my purse... Got to school. Before I walked up to first period, I popped the first 8. It was okay... It didn't hit me, so I decided in the middle of second period that I'd pop the rest of them. BAD IDEA!!! They alllll kicked in orchestra. I felt like I was drunk as HELL. It was REALLLLLY fun at first. I was having the best trip of my life. So I went "to the restroom" to go find Tina. Found her... No idea how, but I did. So I went up to her and I was like, "Duuuuuuuuuuuuude" And I just couldn't stop laughing. Cool at the time, but pretty lame if you were a bystander. So0o, she tries to walk me back to class. I'm like. Screw that. So I walk by myself up the stairs to math. Dear lord... I go up to Sean and I'm like, "I CAN'T BE IN CLASS LIKE THIS!! I'M A MOTHER FING VEGETABLE!! I HAVE NO BRAIN!!" So Sean says, "Then go home. Just leave the class room, walk out the door, and GO HOME!" So I'm like. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!?!?!? Anyways. So the teachers come in and the give us a math assessment. Things like 5 + (-7) I couldn't do it to save my life. I was SO out of it. And then I throw up. I run to the bathroom, puke a couple times, walk downstairs to the nurses office and tried to call my mum at work. This is where the WEIRD comes in. It was like a freaking acid trip. So this guy came in with a little cut on his knee and I KNOW this is not what they're saying, but this is what I heard.

"Okay. It won't stop bleeding. The only other option is to amputate." <-- WTF?!?!
"Well, do you have the fine saw?"
"No, the only one I have is the rusty saw."
"Okay, well get the rusty saw and we'll amputate."

Then I saw them looking at the little counter with all the crap for cuts and stuff on it and I started yelling and everyone was staring at me, and then they simply but a bandaid on his knee. WTF?!?! So then I went to go throw up again. And again. Mom comes. Throw up again. Call poison control. ER. Throw up water. Throw up nothingness. Sit in the ER for 2 hours. See a doctor. Eat in the hospital. Blah, blah, blah. They monitored me for 2 more hours, said I was fine, and then sent me home. While I was still high. So that was kinda cool... So I go home and call some people. Have VERY interesting conversations. And then. I got knocked out and fell asleep. And that brings us to TODAY.

Which is the day, CHRIS IS GETTING OUT!!! *throws a party*

So. Moral of the story. Wait like... 4 hours before you decide to take more if it hasn't kicked in. And if it's your first time taking Triple C, only take like 8 or 9. In fact. Just don't take it. Well... Eh. Iono.