Well I've had a lot but my best memory was actually my first. It's always that first feeling you get that feels the best or tops them all. I was 16, with my Cousin and 3 friends of mine at 10 P.M. Two guys had brought a light tequila, and we swigged it till the bottle was empty. I was kinda buzzed and one of my friends said let's go to the grocery store and jack some bottles. We agreed and left. By 11 we had went to a nearby Foodmax and in the Alcohol section we stood wondering what to get. I grabbed a Dark Captain Morgan Rum (I don't know why) and my other 2 friends grabbed I believe a Jack Daniels and a E&J, maybe even a Silver Patron. We grabbed and dash out the store. For some reason I started laughing and almost hit a pole running. No one chased us but we still ran as fast as we could and I ended up skidding my shoulder on a fence. I think the guy that grabbed the patron said he dropped it, I can't remember though. But we went to my house I grabbed my weed and went to a park. We rolled up like 4 blunts and began drinking. When we drank the Tequila I needed a chaser (Yes I'm noob) but as we were downing the Jack Daniels my taste buds and throat became numb and I swigged with no problem. I was high but more drunk by the end of the bottle of Daniel. We were already acting dumb, I put music on my phone and my cousin and friends were trying to rap. I remember leaning on the front of this car and when I closed my eyes for a quick second... I was layed back looking at the night sky, but felt real good. I felt relaxed, no worries, I felt nothing could take me down. I told my friend when he asked if I was alright... I said, "Niğga I feel like I'm on top of the world." We finished the Daniel and the C.M. Rum. I was -blam!-ing wasted by then. My vision was blurry, I couldn't stand straight and we began talking loud. My cousin asked me where my phone was, I realized I didn't have it in my pocket. I guess I dropped it and my other friend found it on the floor thinking he'd found a phone. My cousin and different friend began to get up in his face a try to beat him up. I tried to calm them down and he gave me my phone but they still wanted to beat him up. I checked my phone, it was 2. A.M. and before I knew it, we were all arguing. My cousin ended punching the guy and my friend told us we should go home before he beats the other dudes ass. As we begin to leave the park a police cruiser comes around the corner and shines a light over the 3 other guys and they started running. I heard one of them yell "Dip!" Me and my cousin ran back to my house and I remember looking down and my feet would curve out of formation making me almost trip twice. We got home and seen my sister on the couch up watching T.V. I told her we were back and she walked up to me and said you're drunk huh? I said yea and walked to my room. I layed down and looked at me clock showing 2:38 A.M. Not even 5 minutes later, I felt the vomit coming. I walked into the bathroom and began vomiting uncontrollably in the toilet and began losing conscious. I woke up 3 more times that night to vomit again and ultimately woke up at 8 in the bathtub without a shirt covered in vomit. Had the worst hangover and vomited again. Showered and layed down in bed and thought -blam!-... never drinking again Lol. [spoiler]I know it's a long story but It was personal and my first time getting drunk off hard liquor, had a real good time and always remember the way I felt super drunk. [/spoiler]