The New Years.

It was the night that had me kissing ever girl there, and most of the guys, and had me dancing around in my lucky red undies in front of everyone else who were dancing around in theirs, but left me waking up alone in my bed in the same undies that I was partying with and now I am sitting here typing this, just sitting in my undies. The year of two thousand and nine, which I can easily call the best one of my life ended last night in one of the most fun nights of my life. I think that this may be the first New Year that I can actually feel; like I know that it is two thousand and ten. Previous new years had me writing two thousand and four at the top of my school book page when the year was actually two thousand and five, but right now I know that it is two thousand and ten, and I don’t feel like I’ll have to cross out two thousand and nine and write two thousand and ten over it at all this year.

It had to be the messiest new years ever, not just because we were all so fucked, but mainly because there was so much confusion on what was going to happen. It was actually planned within hours of midnight what we were actually going to do that night, but we ended up going to Hannah’s New Year’s gathering, which turned into a party, which turned into one of the most amazing nights ever, and easily my best gateway into a year that there has ever been. The night started, like most do, at Brett’s house. Tom and I were more excited about stealing someone’s camera and being the ‘happy snaps’ guy than the dawn of a new year. When the night started Anna-Lisa’s camera seemed to be the only one that was available for the stealing, but that one ran out of batteries fast.

Many seemed to notice my replicated self from graduation party, I had the Heineken Keg; I didn’t carry it around as much as I did for graduation, actually I didn’t carry it around at all, but I was also wearing the same T-Shirt. I think Dajana was the first to notice and from there more and more people seemed to notice. I didn’t do it intentionally, I mean Dajana was the one that made me realise, but it’s okay because I was wearing shorts, not the same jeans from graduation. Less people noticed later on in the night when the entire dance floor took off their shirts, and then their shorts, and then the dance floor was just dancing around in their underpants. I had no idea where Tom went, but I ended up getting a hold of Tallulah’s camera which had plenty of battery life in it, so Tallulah replaced Tom as my picture taking buddy and we really just went nuts taking pictures of each other.

We must have taken more photo’s than we realised because the battery life for her camera ran dry within a half hour, and the only camera left was Nikki’s. Tallulah and I stole that one and took hundreds of photos with it. I have never really talked to Tallulah before, I mean we have talked but we have never talked, you know what I mean. By the end of the night we were pretty much best friends, and I said that she can be my second best friend. I obviously forgot that I already have a second best friend, and I was kind of hoping that Tallulah would forget that I said that she could be mine, but in the morning she reminded me and I couldn’t really back down from that.

At the start of the night, Brett said that if I don’t finish the keg then I can never, ever go back to his house ever again, like I wouldn’t be welcome or anything. The last time I saw the keg it was empty, just coughing up the last bits of foam, the keg had done its job, as I was fucking hammered, absolutely paralytic. Sure, other people had some of the keg, I mean Tallulah and I finished it together, and that is what made us second best friends, but the keg just has that magical power of making you more fucked than I would if I was drinking out of bottles or cans... or maybe that is just for me.

The night ended, Kenny came and picked us up because for some reason he doesn’t drink anymore... maybe it’s because he had a bad drinking experience at schoolies or something, who knows, but he took me home and I jumped straight into my bed, in my undies. And slept until whenever it is that I got up, opened up my window and realised that it is two thousand and ten, it is fucking two thousand and ten, we made it here, another decade, and hopefully many more to come, Iand if you read this, I love you.