I Don't Have the Asian Glow

This is a part of a series of blog posts for my health education class.

I have never drank alcohol because I wanted to. The one time I had alcohol was by accident. I was at a wedding and during the dinner, my father forbade me and my brother from drinking the beer in the glasses placed before us. We look over to the next table and we are shocked to find another girl drinking the beer right next to her mother. A waitress comes up to her and goes, "Would you like some more?" and fills her glass all the way the top. What? Turns out it was apple cider. Yummy.

Two years later I am at my uncle's wedding. When my brother and I were seated we were delighted to see a glass of apple cider for each of us. We grabbed them, clinked our glasses, and proceeded to drink and savor its flavor. There was a weird feeling. A bad taste. But then it felt kind of good for a second, but bad all over again. We realized it was champagne. We spit what was left in our mouths and placed the glasses back onto the table before anyone else can see. Soon after, a waiter came to take them away. And that was it. That was the only time I had alcohol, and I was 12 around the time.

I'm 18 now, and I still have never really been pressured to have alcohol or anything, except for the time my grandfather tried to sneak Chinese whiskey into my drink. I never got to experience the Asian glow. I have friends who drink and everything, but because I am a loser I never get the time to hang out with them. Maybe that's why I never drink. Actually, I don't think I ever will. It tasted gross during the wedding, and it smelled gross when my grandfather poured it into my water. Nah, I won't do it. Doesn't seem like a big deal to me. It'd probably taste gross. And I probably wouldn't want it in a fruity drink either. It's just not me.