The first time I drank (as in I actually purchased a drink and drank it all) was when I was 14 years old. It was my friend's birthday and we had a night out in the marina. The first time I got drunk I was 15. My classmates and I had a class dinner at the marina, and proceeded to go to the bars. We ended up playing some card game in which whoever got the worst outcome of the round had to drink a bottle of beer. I kept losing, but didn't mind due to all the free beers I kept getting
! My parents then picked me up and I made a very big effort to act normal and rationally, making small talk during the car ride home. I don't think they suspected a thing (at least I hope not... bah, who cares
).
After that I didn't drink for a year, yet my tolerance increased a lot. Actually, it seems to increase everytime I drink, like I'm getting EXP points and levelling up in an RPG (lame
). The next time I got drunk was at a new year's eve party. I convinced myself that there was no way that I'd get drunk due to my high tolerance (I even kept saying that to my friends), but I was mistaken. That night was just so random, but two of my friends had it the worst. They threw-up all over the place... The day after I felt intense pain in both my arms, either due to my hangover or the fact that it was really cold at night. I also felt really depressed
.
This year I spent my spring-break with my friends and other students in Andorra, participating in the Sumol Snowtrip. Basically snowboarding during the day, and partying during the night. We began my cooking with Jack Daniels, and after dinner had a few drinks before hitting the clubs. I didn'tget drunk, but I did get tipsy, which is pretty enjoyable. A lot of crazy stuff happened during that trip, like most of the students from our school partying in our small apartment (though it was the best out of all the rented apartments).
During the summer holidays we decided to have a three day camping trip in a touristical island not too far away from the coast (really just a couple of minutes by boat). It was great, but the nights were just crazy. A friend of mine (one of the guys who threw up at the new year's eve party, doesn't have much tolerance for alcohol
) said he never saw me drunk and literally forced me to drink almost all of a bottle of Cutty Sark. The fact that I had quite a couple of drinks before made me end up getting drunk. From what I remember I got way too flirty with the girls, though they didn't seem to mind
. I also fought with one of the guys for fun. Then when I was resting on a sunlounger, I was taken advantage of. Two of my friends, guy friends, kissed me in the mouth. It was completely random, and I got a little too pissed off. As they said, I went into RAGE MODE. I shouted a lot and violently kicked one of my friends who was lying down on the sand, and then tried to beat the guys who kissed me up. They're not gay, though I think one of them might be bi. They can go kissing whoever they want, I don't really care wheter guys or girls, but they kind of took advantage of me. I was still really pissed off with them the next day, refusing to talk to them, but things are cool now between us. Apparently it was just male bonding
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.. or else wojuldnt be able to make it home by myself, cuz was a time bout 100km from home ._.
