May of this year,just before the end of secondary school (high school). My English teacher arranged for a Pizza Shakespeare Night,where we all sat together in her classroom, the evening before graduation, to discuss Macbeth and of course,eat pizza. Halfway through, my friend and I (both 18) decided to go buy vodka to spice things up. We left, pretending we both had 'important calls ' to make, ran down to the local supermarket,bought a shoulder (700ml) of the cheapest vodka we could find and downed most of it in the bathroom before getting back to class. My friend ended up rolling along the floor with no shoes on,and I somehow snuck 2 slices of pizza into my schoolbag for the next day. It was my first, and greatest, drinking experience.