First time you drank/ Drinking stories.

[BreakABone]

Hmm my first real experience with alcohol (not counting a discovery made about the grandparents cooking later on) was I think as a sophmore in college is around 19 (I know late start) and my roomie who dropped out left a beer for me to try. Left it in the fridge for a few weeks. And finally before break decided to give it a try, to this day I still don't like the taste of beer. I can drink it but not a fan.

My first time really drunk was... my 20th birthday (same sophmore year) it started with me heading over to my friends' suite and they were playing some RE 4 on Cube (my game and console) and fixed me a Rum and coke. Couldn't really turn it down on my b-day and all. But it didn't taste bad and finished it pretty quickly. Think had a second one or a beer. Nothing major happened. That I knew.

So we get up to go to some party. And the school is built on a hill in some parts. So we get outside and someone has to run back in to get whatever. It is then I realize I can't stand straight as I slowly inch further and further to the bottom without moving my feet. Pretty funny walk as I was somewhat tipsy at that point.

So we get to this party, I forget if it was anything special but it was on the second floor of some store or whatever. A ton of people are there. And lines for the bathroom are insane. So my friends decide to relieve themselves on the balcony of the place which is facing the main road. I of course refuse at first but the urge gets worse and worse and the line doesn't move anywhere. So finally I decide to go on the balcony. And of course being my first night I get in trouble. As two girls were walking up the block to the party and just missed my golden shower (that's my story but ask anyone else and they swear I pissed on them) and I got ejected from the party. Friends came along with.

Then we went across the street to the basketball formal, where another one of my friends was and he started feeding me all sorts of drinks because no one had ever seen me drunk before so it was fun for them. That went ok. Finally, we go to the only club in town. And I use my friend's fake ID to get in.

I don't really remember anything beyond this point. But I do know there were bright lights which is why I avoided the place like a plague for the next 3 years. And I apparently met a lot of my friends who told me about it later on. I do remember walking outside and passing out in front of the club for a bit. And talking to some cop. Be damned if I remember about what.

I ended up walking back to my room alone.
And lost my hat somewhere along the lines.
The next day or day after my friend finds my hat in the back by puke. So apparently I barfed my brains out before I made it inside. Which sadly enough would be my best puke effort as the rest usually makes a mess inside.