Last Monday, I prepared everything just pefect. I had showered, layed out my cloths for the the next day (it was a school night), done my homework. I cleared up my night's schedule to ensure that I could enjoy my high, buzz-or whatever would come from my experience with the Xanax pills that I had been given earlier that day.
I had tirelessly researched, and learned of Xanax's soothing effects, so it was with much anticipation that I anticipated the events of that evening. 1.5 mg seemed like a pretty low dosage, but that is all I had been given.
I had been told that it would hit me harder if I ground the pills into a powder, then put the powder in a gelcap, but there were none to be found-so I split the pills in half, thinking that this might speed up the absorption just slightly (can't hurt, right)?
I down the pills with a smirk on my face, and a glass of water in hand. 30 Minutes later, I feel something coming on, I can't tell exactly what it is. About an hour lately -- something is definitely up. I am buzzed, but not completely wasted. I feel tired, and a 'melting sensation' ensues. I feel like just sitting down and enjoying myself (luckily, as I said before, all work had been tended to and I had nothing else to do for the night). I sit back in my chair, and mellow out. The mellowing effects last for about 45 minutes, at which point I wanted to enjoy my buzz, but I also had the intense urge to get some rest.
The night before I had gone to bed around 2 AM, and without the xanax I probably would have done the same. Instead, I laid down to rest at 9:15, I do not think I've ever gone to bed this early.
I work up the next morning, happy, rested and a slight buzz. It wore off quickly though.
Xanax is something I'd like to try again, possibly at a higher dosage. I wouldn't kill a man to obtain a couple of the pills but I do understand how a significant portion of the drug-using community appreciates it's effects.
