Wine Or?… Better It Was Wine

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Hi, it’s Amanda. Thanks for coming back to read my story. The next part is tough for me to write, but it’s important for me to share everything with you.

My last post was about how I was ill-prepared for my first party. There are a lot of precautions everyone can and should take before a wild night out, and since I had never done anything like this before, I was woefully unprepared.

I drove to the party (mistake number one) by myself (mistake number two) on an empty stomach (mistake number three). I could feel my nerves rising as I parked and walked into my classmate’s huge, gorgeous house.

There were already tons of people there in various states of inebriation. I recognized most of the people there; it looked like the entire class had shown up. The second I walked in the door I could feel the floor vibrating from the loud dance music that was playing. The air was filled with thick smoke, both from cigarettes and some other scent I couldn’t quite recognize (I would later learn it was marijuana).

I already knew I was going to drink for once in my life. This was my chance to let go.

And let go I did.

I went straight to the kitchen and poured myself a drink. Maybe start with wine? No, I thought it was too boring. I had a chance to try an adult life, so I began. I had no idea how to make a mixed drink, so I just guessed at the amounts. I filled a red plastic cup halfway with vodka and topped it off with some warm soda that was sitting out.

It tasted like the smell of nail polish remover, and I almost gagged at first sipped. Once I held my nose and chugged that first drink, though, I noticed that the taste didn’t really bother me anymore. I finished that first drink and poured another (looking back I think there were about three or four full shots of vodka in each drink, which is way too much for anybody, much less for a girl my size with no alcohol tolerance). I had no idea what was a “safe” amount of alcohol. It’s best to have one drink (of the proper serving size, not with four shots in) per hour, with food and water, however, its better for women to have one drink per day at all. I already was fast approaching nearly ten times that amount. It was a recipe for disaster.

I wish drinking alcohol had been the only first of the night for me.

Below is a link with tips and information about drinking alcohol safely: