First time you were drunk

I was 10 or so, got a hold of a 35 y.o. fifth of Canadian Club, drank all but 3 shots, essentialy everything my friends refused to touch any more of in favor of pisswater beer.

One of the very few moments I can clearly say I drank to the point of blackout.

I woke the next morning covered in vomit and the vague memory of laying at the bottom of the flight of stairs by the bathroom door and watching my friend furiously washing something in the sink while cursing a constant scream in the process.

I found my friend passed out and tore to shit, arm's, face, chest,,,

Apparently as I was later told I had used his white cat as a hand towel after having projectile vomited at some point in the evening and my friend had to wash the cat oin the sink who was not too happy about any of the events going on that evening.

 

I never really drank. I was 18 and I had been railing heroin with my (ex now) bf and his friend offered me a shot of vodka

I declined, but he insisted and I ended up taking 3 (I think) shots.

We all decided to take a ride up to this head shop in Wisconsin

In the car, I felt *poisoned* my head was spinning, my body was tingly and numb and my bf's friend that had given me the shots kept putting his hand on my thigh in the backseat

It took all the energy and focus I could muster to pitifully brush his hand away and utter the word "no"

I started to think that maybe he had drugged me, then I realized I had drugged myself

I had known that you weren't supposed to combine the two, now I knew why.

We got pulled over and the [under-aged] driver got a dui and the car got impounded.

I spent the next 4 hours FUBAR at a truck stop at the Wisconsin border waiting for someone to come get us

Not the best story, but that's how it went down

 

I drank quite a bit in high school. And like jr year, I had a job at a restaurant where I stole bottles of rum. I used to sit in my room, drink rum and listen to music. One of those times was my first drunken experience. But the funny thing is, I just can't remember what happened.

 

i can't remember the first time i was drunk, and i am skeptical of most people who can

 

Yea I can't remember my first time. I was only about 8 or 9 though......parents kinda let us learn life on our own, not much supervision. I remember stealing cases of 40's from my older sisters parties and drinking with my neighbor. I vaguely remember trying to ride our bikes but falling down every 10 ft or so

 

I was around 13, and a friend and I stole one of her father's bottles of wine, which held around 2,5 litres of 6 year old wine; we went to a nearby old, deserted cemetery and drank all of it... I remember singing singing Rising of the Moon at the top of my lungs, and just laughing like crazy... It was pretty harmless, I guess.

 

I was at a party with some friends, and at the time I didn't want to actual get drunk. I just wanted to sip beer and socialize with my friends. I was against drugs and alcohol and was only at the party because I was tired of being left behind.

I was sippin beers, and somehow I got through four beers. All of sudden I felt all weird and stumbly. I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and was like, OMG your drunk, you are no longer sober, you have become intoxicated!

It was like a huge revelation for me. I was really conscious of my first moments being drunk. Ever since that day, I decided getting drunk was too much fun, and my chain of soberness was broke. Was only a few months later where at the same house I would smoke my first hit of weed. =D

 

mine was pretty uneventful. This was probably the 3rd or 4th time I ever drank, and the first time i ever got really significantly drunk. My friend and I brought a bottle of whiskey to the park and just drank it straight out of the bottle, chasing it with red gatorade. We just sat on this rock by a river and talked for a while, and after maybe an hour or so I stood up and realized I couldn't walk at all. Everything was spinning and I just sat on the ground looking up at the sky and cracking up.

That continued for a while, eventually I passed out and then woke up and stumbled home, grabbed a piece of bread to eat and then my dad drove my drunk ass (he didn't know) to school because I had play rehearsal... good thing I was on stage crew and didn't have to actually interact with anybody. Overall kind of a shitty first time getting drunk. Ruined whiskey for me for a long time.

 

My first time I drank a whole bottle of Boonesfarm with my best friend and we ended up walking around the neighborhood at 3am in our pj's

 

at a party in 9th grade, after awhile of just sitting and drinking, between doing some other stuff i dont remember really well, a friend of mine helps me climb on his back, i try to take my shirt off but its absolutely impossible while my friend is dancing and moving around ... so i end up falling on the floor ... after that i start feeling kinda sick, my friends take me somewhere else ... didnt puke, i just lay down and stay like that for the rest of the party

i felt like total shit the next day, lost my keys, my wallet and the wallet of friend who had left it with me ...

 

I was 14. At a friends house for the night. Got sum beers, cheap beer. I drank four cans of it, drunk off my ass, smoked my first cigarette that night too, ran around in circles, talked to sum ladies on da phone :afro:

 

I think I was about 15 or 16. A friend of mine and I went to visit another childhood friend after a long period of not seeing eachother. She'd been living woth a boyfriend at the time and had two other friends over as well so they had two cartons of woodstock bourbon and cola.



They were sweet enough to let my friend and I have as many as we wanted, which looking back on it was a huge mistake. I ended up getting so plastered by the end of the night I ended up spewing in a bucket while sitting in the middle of their drive way and apologizing over the fact I drank so much of their bourbon.

The next morning I had to basically crawl to the bathroom to have a shower, and was still stumbling everywhere for most of that day as well. I really have not touched a woodstock since.

Just good ol' beer for me nowadays. :love: