I was 13 when I got drunk for the first time. Far from being proud of it, just stating a fact.
Back then, I thought it was an absolutely normal age to start partying, but now that I’m 30, seeing 13-year-old kids on the streets makes me rethink my life choices. I mean, just look at them; they’re barely out of diapers. Is it possible they’re already getting drunk after school..?
Anyway, I partied hard all the way through my high school and studies. I snorted shots, chugged bear, mixed cheap wine with Sprite and Red Bull with vodka, sometimes all in one night, sometimes three, four nights in a row. You know, festivals. I still wonder where is my heart attack and why it hasn’t come yet.