Well, the first time I drank I was 15 and it was pretty awesome. Firstly I was on vacation in Aruba, a Dutch island off of the coast of Venezuela and the weather was absolutely beautiful. My brothers and parents one night decided to take me to a private party on the North End of the island inside of a residential area (Tierra Del Sol), the complex where my home is (It's surprisingly cheap, well cheaper then cottages). We went rather early, and we entered without hassle (although I was under aged) despite the dozens of all black-clothed security guards patrolling the area. The party hadn't begun at this time and we were essentially the only people there so we decided to look around, the place was amazing. There was a DJ over the pool which was lit up in various colours. There was also tall palm trees, spectacular clay roof buildings, and a view that stretched over the land and ocean, a pretty awesome first party (Pictures of area at the bottom, not of party). After looking around my brothers and I decided to walk back home and return when more people came. This is where the drinking began, My brothers gave me two beers which I enjoyed (Corona's I believe) and we talked about things as I sat there with more confidence then ever. At this point after I polished off my second beer I was feeling pretty good and we decided to walk back, this was in an hour span. After getting past security, the party was pretty up-beat, music was pounding through the open warm air and a world was revealed to me that only existed in my hollywoodesque ideas. After walking around I ended up getting a rum and coke, with A LOT of rum. No one was my age so it was pretty difficult to talk to people or dance. After finishing that my brothers got me another beer if I remember correctly and at this point I was a little tipsy. As liquid courage subsides inside of my body my brothers introduce me to a stunning Dutch girl who was probably 10 years older then me, I mean she was absolutely beautiful. With her boyfriend near, my brothers insisted that I walk up to her and blatantly say "You are so beautiful!" As it goes, my immature self (I regret it) couldn't will the words to her, but for some odd reason I turned to a 40 year old women near by and without hesitation I turned to her (dizzy at this time) and utter "YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL!" (I regret this). I probably said this a few times without a stutter and I don't really remember her reaction except maybe a nonchalant "Thank you!", followed by an awkward stare as she saw who I was and probably her walking away with confusion and a thought, "Why in the world is 15 year old hitting on me?"
That was pretty much the end of my night (about 2:00 at this time), my brothers returned at about 3:00 and I was rather confused because my brothers face was sliced a bleeding. I couldn't resist asking what happened, apparently, as they were walking back they decided to cross through the construction area of a new development. Now apparently my brother stood over the 5 foot drop for 10 minutes instead of walking around it and with the encouragement of my brother he fell face first into dirt and rubble. That was probably the stupidest thing I've ever heard him do apart from him throwing plates at fire trucks and throwing eggs into people's cars (something that isn't expected by a person who gets 90s and high 80s in university, both of my brothers are very intelligent although this may portray them as stupid).
All in all, I haven't drank since and the night was a lot of fun.