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HOOWAAHHH!!!! What a fucking kickass 24+ hours. I been in so many fuckin mindstates and places and situations its feels like its been weeks. I can't even believe that befor I went to sleep I was at school. I did E for my first time in 2 years minus a week and went to a kick ass fucking rave and danced my ass off and all sortsa other shit for like 9 hours. I'll start from the begining. I had a sweet day in general minus some certain bullshit but it was just the kinda bullshit needed to motivate me to go out and have a sweet time. The night started gettin good when Jaclyn showed up. We chilled for a bit then we went and picked up Dylan and we were on our way. We smoked a huge dube on the way down to Toronto and listened to the mighty Q. They just so happened to play a whole buncha songs that used to have a whole buncha sentimental crap attached but it was really good cause for the first time since befor all those things got attached to em I was able to enjoy em for what they were. Music. Just music. Damn good music at that. So I was smilin a lil bit harder as we puffed our dubes to the police and heart and such. We got to Toronto with a deal set up with Robb. 9 pills for 70$. Not bad considering it was my first time grabbing e in 2 years. Turns out they were doublestacked so that's very sweet considering we basically got 18 hits for 70. Befor we met up with him though we parked and really had to use the washroom. We walked into this bar thinking it wouldn't be a big deal to just go to the back and use there washrooms but OMG we walked right into the biggest stereotype I've ever seen. It was this grungy ass bar with a concrete floor and shitty wooden furniture and like 20 drunk old italian men. Everyone was talking in Italian and the second we entered everyone stopped and looked in our direction. A few seconds later they all started talking again and even though it was in Italian I'd stake money it was about us. Seriously we were probably the first people outside of the same group of old italian drunks to walk in there ever. Once that was behind us we continued down St. Clair to the rave. We met up with Robb outside and made the exchange and quickly downed our first hit of the night in line. Eventually we got in and man oh man do I love raves. There's something so magical about them. All sorts of people from all walks of life united together for one night under a groove. No drama, no judgement, no bullshit just dance. And dance We did. There was that awkward couple a seconds where you worry about how you'll look but then I said FUCK THAT and got up on the dancefloor. I ain't waitin for no fuckin pills to digest to get my groove on. But when they did ooohhhh man it was so perfect. They were doing one of those drum buildups that I love jungle for so much and my buzz was really startin 2 come on. That brief pause that seems to take forever and then BAM the bass hit and i was PPPPEEEEAAAKKKIIINNGGGG!!!!! From that point on it was freakout time for I don't know how long but when I was done (for the time being) I had to get on a new shirt cause literally every inch of my shirt was soaked. Disgusting but so worth it. So amazing to feel that again. The music takes complete control. Every move I made was not thought about for even a second just dictated by the beats. After that initial freakout they found me and we popped another pill. This means there were now four hits in our system and I personally was done for the night. I also got to talk to this fuckin kickass DJ who was spinning/rapping along to some of the best jungle of the night. He signed my shirt, gave me props and talked to me for a bit he was fuckin cool. And that whole crazy voice thing is no act least not for this guy he actually talked like that lol. Other highlights include my car ride pimpin the shit out of the rave. Me, Dylan and Jaclyn all found someone to get freaky with on (and a little bit off;)) the dance floor. So the night was very very succesful for all of us, like god damn good music, good friends and someone to make out with and dance dirty with and what not. Could not have asked for anything more. Me, Jaclyn and Dylan plus the friends we picked up along the way were the very last people to leave the rave. They kept the jungle spinning past 6 a.m. prettymuch so me Dylan and like 2 other tweakers could keep dancing. I guess they know a good time when they see it. Turns out though there was still much fun to be had. We got sssooo lost on the way home cause we kept getting to into our conversations and forgetting about the turns. We didn't panick or anything though just played it by ear and took a completely random route home. We put on some classical music, smoked a big dube and drove along snowy country roads and it was such a god damn tranquil happy moment that I don't think I'd even protest if I were being driven to my death. We stopped into the Schomberg Tim hortons to get some more tea (we went on a green tea binge to flush all the evil toxins out. The lady took one look at us and was like did you guys get back from a rave? I went to the washroom wondering how she knew till I looked in the mirror. I was still wearing my shirt that had writing all over it much about raves and still had glowsticks on nevermind the fact that my pupils were the size of pennies. Riiiggghhhtttt. We chilled in Tims for awhile just talking and life seemed very good. We could see a rainbow forming which I've never seen in the winter and then What a Wonderful World came on and literally we all almost started crying with happyness. I could actually see tears forming in Jaclyns eyes and she was trying to convince us to. I easily could've the moment was just so damn beautiful but the people who walked into Tim Hortons were already staring at us like we were freaks and I didn't want to make it worse. Eventualy we finished up all our tea and got moving again. We drove along those beautiful winding roads again but eventually we realized even the most perfect nights must end. We dropped off the 2 people we accumulated on our journey home (Elise and this dude B-rad) and then she dropped off me and Dylan. We had some very spririted good bye hugs. We had all been through the same night, the same experience and I would say are now all 100 times closer because of it. It was very sketchy sneaking past the rents with our shirts but we did it. We set up shop in the basement and crashed to Dark Side of the Moon talking about what a sweet night it was. Awake for well over 24 hours, 9+ spent dancing and much more being tweaked. If that wasn't the best night of my life it was the best one I've had in a damn good time. In summation raves kick ass and it is sad how many people are never even going to know what they miss out on every weekend cause they're to damn judgemental.
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