The first week of college for any freshman, at any school is the same. I know this because my first three semesters were spent at three different schools. (I told you I was a quitter.) Anyway, the first week of school is all about partying. While there are those who find it necessary to prove their drinking prowess by binging the entire week, the funnier sight is of the kids drinking for the first time. As anyone who drinks knows, alcohol is an extremely important social lubricant and will certainly remain so for the rest of our lives. Everyone who drinks also knows that the first time you get drunk, you get sick. In between heaves, you swear to God that you’ll never drink again. Whatever made you sick will forever be impossible to drink. Even the smell of that liquor will be unbearable.
Everyone has getting wasted and puking stories. They’re usually hilarious. Just tell your own, don’t let others steal your drunken glory. It’s amazing the power that you gain from making yourself the butt of your own joke. Your admission of error makes you seem like much less of an asshole than if someone else were to tell the story about you.
Drinking when you’re young isn’t a strictly social endeavor. Learning how to drink in high school is just as important to your success in college as any of your academic courses. No one is a born drinker[1]. It takes time to acquire a taste and tolerance for alcohol. Remember, you don’t have to like every kind of booze. I hated beer when I first tried it, a lot of people do, but I tried again and again and now I rarely drink anything else. To this day, though, I won’t drink whiskey. I never really enjoyed the taste, but my persistence in the matter was not worthwhile. After I ended up on the wrong end of an empty bottle of Jack Daniels one night, my senior year in high school, I spent the late evening/early morning projectile vomiting from my bed. I haven’t touched it since.
The issue of tolerance, though, is more important than taste. For the most part, drinking when you’re young involves two things: cheap beer and cheap liquor. It’s what is most readily available and easy to get in mass quantities. Whether you are a sophomore in high school or a sophomore in college, you should expect high volumes of vodka in plastic bottles[2], red Solo cups, drinking games and cans of beer that people will refer to as ‘Nattys or Stones.’ Although the drinks won’t be glamorous, you won’t have many better times drinking than when you’re underage. There’s something to be said for committing a crime. I realize underage drinking isn’t exactly a felony, but every teenager with a cocktail feels like a badass. College is called higher education for a reason. When you get there, you’re already supposed to know something. You wouldn’t enroll in a class in which you hadn’t fulfilled the prerequisites, so you shouldn’t even consider going to college parties without some ‘keggers’ under your belt. Coming from someone who partied a fair amount in high school, I have to warn you that you’re never as experienced as you think you are.
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