What happened the first time you got drunk?
Like most people, my first time getting drunk was in college. And it was Bailey's fault. (Bailey being my best friend, roommate and all-around enabler) Our football team had just won their biggest game of the year, against our rivals, Florida State, and everyone in the dorm was celebrating. Someone had a keg, though I have no idea where they managed to get it, let alone how they'd dragged it through the lobby without being seen. She thought it would be fun to join them, and the next thing I knew, there was a plastic cup in my hand.
Normally, I don't like beer. But that night, the guy I'd been crushing on was there, and I found myself drinking cup after cup of the nasty stuff in an attempt to impress him. Yeah, I know. Stupid. But that's what college is for, right? After my fourth cup, I'd built up enough courage to approach him. I took a breath to introduce myself... and threw up all over his shoes.
I don't think he was impressed.
Normally, I don't like beer. But that night, the guy I'd been crushing on was there, and I found myself drinking cup after cup of the nasty stuff in an attempt to impress him. Yeah, I know. Stupid. But that's what college is for, right? After my fourth cup, I'd built up enough courage to approach him. I took a breath to introduce myself... and threw up all over his shoes.
I don't think he was impressed.