It started with meeting up with 3 of my buds and eating them at his house about 4 blocks from my crib. So we ate them and i got a nasty stomach ache, it was gross and i felt like throwing up really bad but couldnt so i said fuck it and went home via bike. It started kicking in right before i left. I probably noticed it when i looked in the mirror in his bathroom and got the morphing face affect haha. So im pedaling home about 11 or so at night. The ride home wasnt so bad. Every pedal i made the stars would fall upon me which was pretty tight i guess. It got realy bad when i got home. I went to the kitchen got some water then sat outside for maybe 10 minutes then went to my room. I kept trying to think of something cool to do because i felt them coming on but couldnt think of anything. Then i started thinking "man i hope i dont wake my parents up" then i started freaking out if they were to come in my they would so be able to tell i was messed up on something. So i tried to ignore it and flip on the tube. Fresh prince of bel air was on but i couldnt understand a god damn thing they were saying... Thats when i started to freak. I looked at my clock and could see the numbers but i couldnt remember what the numbers stand for. So i got out my calander and started marking days that i know have already passed trying to figure out what day/time it was. Pretty much just ended up laying in bed trying to figure shit out while freaking out. To make it worse i had a poster of biggie smalls stairing directy at me which was making me uncomfortable. Its hard to describe the mind set i was in but i kept thinking thank god i am not around people right now. I would look/ sound like a total nut. So now i dont know if i really want to do them again or around people. I would like to see the positive side of shrooms yadda mean? props to anyone who reads that whole thing.