I've only had a wee bit o' drink in my life. (I'm only 17)
At a gig, some guy gave us the rest of his bottle of wine to the cellist and I.
To be polite, I just took a sip.
I started playing REALLY LOUD.
like "Kt, you know there are more dynamics than tearing into your viola, playing fortissimo" loud.
If that happened from just a SIP, imagine what a lot would do to me.
After a glass of wine, I'd probably wake up in Tijuana, wearing men's clothing or something.
I just can't hold it.
So, I won't drink now, and probably not much in the future.
I want to remember having a good time.
WHICH REMINDS ME AND PUTS ME OFF ON A TANGENT ABOUT ALL THE DRUG USE AND DRINKING IN MY SYMPHONY... but I won't go into that, lest I rant on for pages about how dumb they are.
*holds tongue*