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July 14th 2007 00:19
I just wrote this post out TWICE.
And I am so fucking spun out that I'll probably have to start this same post 20 times before I post it.
Fuck.
Took half a tab of acid last night. Wasn't a planned thing, it just sort of happened. It was a fucking intense night... first up, after smoking a fat joint, we decided to to see why there were cops parked on the other side of the oval. Turns out there was a gas leak in one of the buildings right by, and that sort of spun us out a little bit.
On the walk back to college (maybe a 50m walk) we decided to talk to the group of rowdy drunk guys that were drinking at one of our smoking spots. Turns out it was a kiwi highschool rugby team, and fuck those boys were knocking back some booze. They were all fucked in half drunk.
They were playing a very cool rugby drinking game... if you point at someone with a finger, consume. If you don't call someone sister (insert surname), you drink. If you swear, you drink. There were other rules, but I was too spaced out to remember them.
What this meant was, we had a group of guys getting absolutely feral drunk, pointing at each other with their elbows, calling everyone a sister, and using words like budge (sounds an awful lot like bitch with a kiwi accent) so that they wouldn't have to drink any more. Oh yeah, false accusations of breaking the rules was another drinkworthy offence, and there were HEAPS of them flying around.
It was mad. Acid trips and drunk kiwi rugby teams go together like black and white TV.
These boys were fucking champions. We just sat there as our brains fried and watched the proceedings. These boys were wild. They even randomly put on a fucking full on hakka for us, which blew my fucking mind. It was insane.
3 of the rugby boys decided that having a doobie was a capital idea, so we rolled up probably the fattest doobie i've ever smoked, and choofed it in a sick little park spot a little bit into uni.. It was rad. We just sat there, 2 guitars and a singer going off, off our chops.
We headed back to college afterwards, and the rugby boys decided to go get a kebab. Everyone else backed out of the adventure because (to be fair) it was fucking freezing outside. So me and the 3 NZ'ers went for kebabs, which were awesome. After that the NZ'ers decided it was pass out time, so they headed back to the college they were crashing at and I headed back to my college.
I found the rest of the lads listening to music in a mate's room, and we just sat there for ages and ages listening to different music and talking about music and bands and whatnot. Then I watched a bit of casino royale with a couple of guys until they passed out.
Then me and a friend tried to play playstation for a bit. I kept zoning out while we were playing and my friend had to keep snapping me back into it. It was intense. We eventually gave up because we really were not in any state to play playstation. We then crashed out, and I listened to music and tripped out in the dark until eventually I passed out.
What a night.
And I am so fucking spun out that I'll probably have to start this same post 20 times before I post it.
Fuck.
Took half a tab of acid last night. Wasn't a planned thing, it just sort of happened. It was a fucking intense night... first up, after smoking a fat joint, we decided to to see why there were cops parked on the other side of the oval. Turns out there was a gas leak in one of the buildings right by, and that sort of spun us out a little bit.
On the walk back to college (maybe a 50m walk) we decided to talk to the group of rowdy drunk guys that were drinking at one of our smoking spots. Turns out it was a kiwi highschool rugby team, and fuck those boys were knocking back some booze. They were all fucked in half drunk.
They were playing a very cool rugby drinking game... if you point at someone with a finger, consume. If you don't call someone sister (insert surname), you drink. If you swear, you drink. There were other rules, but I was too spaced out to remember them.
What this meant was, we had a group of guys getting absolutely feral drunk, pointing at each other with their elbows, calling everyone a sister, and using words like budge (sounds an awful lot like bitch with a kiwi accent) so that they wouldn't have to drink any more. Oh yeah, false accusations of breaking the rules was another drinkworthy offence, and there were HEAPS of them flying around.
It was mad. Acid trips and drunk kiwi rugby teams go together like black and white TV.
These boys were fucking champions. We just sat there as our brains fried and watched the proceedings. These boys were wild. They even randomly put on a fucking full on hakka for us, which blew my fucking mind. It was insane.
3 of the rugby boys decided that having a doobie was a capital idea, so we rolled up probably the fattest doobie i've ever smoked, and choofed it in a sick little park spot a little bit into uni.. It was rad. We just sat there, 2 guitars and a singer going off, off our chops.
We headed back to college afterwards, and the rugby boys decided to go get a kebab. Everyone else backed out of the adventure because (to be fair) it was fucking freezing outside. So me and the 3 NZ'ers went for kebabs, which were awesome. After that the NZ'ers decided it was pass out time, so they headed back to the college they were crashing at and I headed back to my college.
I found the rest of the lads listening to music in a mate's room, and we just sat there for ages and ages listening to different music and talking about music and bands and whatnot. Then I watched a bit of casino royale with a couple of guys until they passed out.
Then me and a friend tried to play playstation for a bit. I kept zoning out while we were playing and my friend had to keep snapping me back into it. It was intense. We eventually gave up because we really were not in any state to play playstation. We then crashed out, and I listened to music and tripped out in the dark until eventually I passed out.
What a night.
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