I acquired 2 Pink DCs that are going around my area as ecstasy but according to two reliable tests are 2C-B. Based on my experience and the experiences of others, I'm estimating the dose per pill at about 20mg-25mg. They were round, flatter than a roll, and had no speckles. They had the DC Shoes logo on one side, convex rather than concave.

After researching every facet of 2C-B, I decided to try one of the pills intranasally. At 4:30PM, I crushed it into a fine powder between two spoons, made two lines, and took one with each nostril. I licked the residual off the counter and noticed it had a 'sweeter', less plastic taste than MDMA or MDA.

Immediately after snorting it I felt a fizzing, burning sensation similar to taking a line of MDMA. For a minute I sat there with my eyes watering, wondering if it would really do anything at all. About 2 minutes after snorting, I felt a bulge of pressure building inside my skull. At first I attributed this to the powder in my sinuses, but when it kept getting stronger, I realized the chemicals were setting in.

Flash forward 20 minutes. I'm lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling with my eyes wide open, and I suddenly notice the roundness of my field of vision. It was like taking a small step backward inside my skull to peer out through my eyes as windows to the world. Not only that, but all around me, the light trickling in through the window was beginning to pulse similarly to LSD. The itching, burning, searing pain in my nose was gone, and replaced with a pleasant warmth.

My body started to feel lighter, more electrified, more energetic than before. Rather than feeling hyper, I felt relaxed and very 'at peace' with the gradual changes around me. I likened the body high to a low dose (~5mg) of amphetamine. My palms began to sweat. My body felt pressurized from the inside slightly. Then the high stayed at that level for a good 15 minutes.

At 5:00PM, I decided to pop the 2nd pill, because friends who had taken them told me to get the full range of effects I would need to take two. What I didn't realize was that the insufflated pill hadn't finished kicking in. I stepped outside and gulped the pill down with water, only to realize (perhaps too late) that I was already getting visuals on par with a decent hit of acid. "Do I dare puke it up? No, what if the pill's already dissolved and then I have to eat my puke to get it back? Hahaha!"

I began to laugh to myself, and the more I laughed, the higher I got. I laughed for a good (and I mean REALLY good) 15 minutes, put out the cigarette I'd lit (forgot to take a single drag), and went in the backyard to toke up. Upon blazing the quarter-gram bowl of the danks, my brain began hiccuping. Time slowed down dramatically, and the visuals flooded in in an LSD-like fashion.

The time-dilation was intense. Minutes stretched on for hours. The whole 2.5-hour peak felt like a whole day. On top of this, the visuals seemed to be moving at their own pace, and for a 45-minute stretch they were so intense I couldn't tell what I was looking at. Everything looked like a toned-down Louis Wain sketch, post-schizophrenia. I was completely in awe of how similar to acid the visuals were. Though they lacked the depth and clarity that acid produces, the visuals were some of the most fascinating I've ever seen.

Sitting at dinner with my parents was fun. I was incredibly euphoric but kept it inside, and the harder I tried to keep the happy from showing on my face, the happier I got. I felt ready to burst. I began holding conversations with myself, posing myself questions and answering them honestly after weighing the evidence.

Then, a revelation: I do drugs to silence my overactive brain. I'm constantly analyzing things, constantly assessing the quality/quantity of things around me, judging events based on how much I'm enjoying myself... I never understood what it was that kept me coming back to drugs, but now I know; I like to be at peace with the world. It's not the world's problem, it's mine, so this is how I deal with it and keep it from getting out. I love to be able to like things the way they are. It's the most liberating feeling in the world.
I looked over at my mother and could read her emotions immediately. Watching her pretend to listen to my father's rant about politics made me realize she hardly knows him or cares about what he believes. Watching my father rant, I realized he doesn't have anything to say at all. He points out problems, and never offers solutions.
That's all my parents do. They point out problems, the shortcomings of others, and try to tell them how to fix it without actually yielding any useful advice. They'd rather just take control and do it themselves, because they think their way is the only right way.
Having noticed this, it blew my entire personality open. I understood! It all made sense! Every compulsion, every tick, every twitch and verbal eruption... I saw where I got ALL of my attributes all along. It was both the best and worst realization I've ever come to.

After dinner I sat down at the computer and talked on AIM to some friends; I was very talkative and disorganized, almost like I was on speed. To make sure I wasn't in fact on a high dose of MDA, I checked my resting heart rate and it was barely elevated. Listening to music was not as euphoric as it is on DXM, MDMA, or even pot, but it had a certain 3-dimensional quality to it. There was more depth to it, a more solid sound, and I could feel it all over my body. I sat there drinking what tasted like half-and-half (but was really just 2%), eating candy, and talking to friends for a good 2 hours.

The comedown was not harsh or unwelcome at all. By the time the visuals began to subside (~5 hours after dosing), I was exhausted, and in need of some sleep. I lay down to sleep, and 20 minutes later was still wide awake. However, I wasn't agitated, merely stimulated. It was an incredible feeling, being awake without being alert. I just lay there, completely still, not thinking, letting the body high wash me clean.

I came back downstairs and smoked a cigarette, and the second I took a drag, the remaining effects of the 2C-B were noticeably diminished. By the time I had finished the cigarette, I felt like I was almost at baseline again.

Over the next 2 hours, I sat and watched TV, waiting for the stimulant effects to vanish. Finally, at around 11:30PM, I nodded off to sleep.

This morning when I woke up I felt great. I felt refreshed, relaxed, calm, and more 'in tune' with the world.

Next chance I get, I'm stocking up on 2C-B, because I think next from acid this might be my new favorite. 2C-B was far more psychedelic than I expected; I put it on par with DXM and LSD as far as synesthesia goes.

I wish all of you could try this amazing chemical.

A mate of mine used to import it from Canada and then sell it. He tried it once (and only once) and it pretty much fucked his vision for a few weeks. His eyes would spontaneously shudder every now and then, even when off the chemical. Thing is, though, that his mates tried it and were fine.

I'd like to give it a go, but am still a little skeptical about the safeness of this (and similar) drug[s]. I mean, it's research, so I'd like a few other people to use it before me; heck, maybe even give it a popper street name.

I'm a cautious person when it comes to illicit chemicals.