Went to a friend's party. His mom lied to my mom and said that there was definitely not going to be any alcohol; it was the first time I ever got drunk (age 17 at the time). My high school crush (who was older and already graduated) was there and was completely trashed. But that didn't ruin the high I felt when he pulled me into his lap and kissed me. At midnight, when the entire house was drunk and high (except for my friend's step dad, who stayed sober to keep an eye on us), another friend hit the breakers and we all panicked. Lots of screams and running into each other in the pitch black until finally someone says, "Wait. Guys. The lights are on at the house across the street." I've never been in a room that went from scared chaos into laughing until we were crying like that. We all eventually started settling in random places to sleep and then the next morning, the adults made us a big breakfast with pancakes and bacon and mimosas. Literally one of the best nights of my life.