My First New Year’s Party
It was definitely not on purpose, I swear.
At the age of about ten, I went to my first “adult” New Year’s Eve party. It was over at a family friend’s house. Honestly, I really didn’t know the people that well who were hosting.
BUT, I was finally of the big kids group.
This meant I was able to stay up waaaaaay past my bedtime. I could run around the house like a chicken with it’s head cut off or just be an annoying pest like any other ten-year-old is.
Anyway, I was really excited about being old enough to hang with older kids. I thought I was really cool, especially cooler than my younger brother (who ended up passing out at like, 11pm).
Well, being a kid, I got bored VERY easily. If you played a game once, you played it enough times. Plus, all the real adults were being boring by just standing around. Y’know, lame adult shit. But I was soooooo bored waiting for all the excitement to happen, so I went and tried talking to them.
Little to my knowledge, majority of the adults were already drunk by about 10:45pm. But I needed something to entertain my pea-sized brain for a while. So, I asked one of the adults what we could all do for fun. The woman intoxicatedly slurred something along the lines of playing truth or dare. Excited, I ran back to the other bored-silly kids and told them we should play.
We begin playing with stupid dares and truths.
“Have you ever kissed a boy/girl?”
“I dare you to lick the toilet seat!”
Y’know, those types of things. When it came to my turn, I chose dare, because I was no sissy bitch who couldn’t take a scary dare. The oldest in the group, Sarah, decided my dare. “I dare you to drink an ENTIRE one of these!” She held up a big can of something that I had never seen before. It was all colorful and looked like ordinary soda in a can. Determined, I snatched it from her hands and popped that baby open and started drinking.
Before long, the drink was empty. I started having a warm sensation come over me only a short while afterwards, but thought nothing of it. But then the feeling persisted. I felt funny.
Apparently, I had just downed an ENTIRE CAN OF FOUR LOKO. An ADULT BEVERAGE.
To this day, I don’t remember quite all happened after our “innocent” game of truth or dare. However, I was informed how the night went on. I guess I went in one room, and came back the next minute with someone else’s underwear on my head. And also had a full on conversation with the family’s dog. Oh, and did I mention that I also passed out before midnight? The WHOLE REASON I was celebrating??? The supposed-to-be glorious moments of staying up late with the big kids?????
Nope, didn’t happen.
And that is the time I went to my first New Year’s party. And also the time I learned what alcohol does to a ten-year-old…