I know I titled one previous post "the craziest night of my life", but NYE surpassed the November full moon party in sheer hours spent awake and partying by a full day.
Before I launch into the description, which will surely make my parents cringe, I just want to give a shout out to the amazing 40 bhat feta cheese sandwiches which I lived on for all 5 days while I was there, or at least at the times when I remembered that red bull is not a substitute for food. Across from chicken corner, amazing. Loves.
NYE Rampage:
7 PM: buy many tubs of body paint and paintbrushes, eat feta cheese sandwiches / spend a few hours pre-gaming and turning my arm into a masterpiece. (there are black lights everywhere, so the paint lights up like crazy)
Before I launch into the description, which will surely make my parents cringe, I just want to give a shout out to the amazing 40 bhat feta cheese sandwiches which I lived on for all 5 days while I was there, or at least at the times when I remembered that red bull is not a substitute for food. Across from chicken corner, amazing. Loves.
NYE Rampage:
7 PM: buy many tubs of body paint and paintbrushes, eat feta cheese sandwiches / spend a few hours pre-gaming and turning my arm into a masterpiece. (there are black lights everywhere, so the paint lights up like crazy)
9pm: Make beeline for kate moss fuck bucket and begin to consume massive amounts of alcohol.
I introduced everyone to jello shots
1 am: first trip to mellow mountain 
2 am: second trip to mellow mountain, have lost everyone but V now4 am: miraculously find Adam, go with him to laugh at all the people having sex on the beach in plain sight of everyone then go play dress up in the 'costumes' that he brought from home -seriously, he brought a sailor costume, some wigs, some other shit..ridiculous. Find an awesome platinum wig that I proceeded to wear for the rest of the night and became completely unrecognizable. Then I went and bounced off the walls in the hall for a bit until I woke kelly and mazz / rest of hotel up who din't even recognize me.
6 am: sunrise, huge storm blows in off the water and everyone is dancing in torrential downpour to hardcore techno... coolest thing ever. Our group is now only the survivors: Adam, Richard, V, two crazy singapore dudes and me.
7 am: 7-11 opens, begin drinking beers again
9 am: make new friends bc al the rest of my crew are passed out or too drunk to move, go on exohdus to find the afterparty but first find Rob and yell at him for five minutes about how all aussies are pussies because he won't come with me and keep drinking.
10 am: after party up in the jungle, best part of the night- goes till noon (called back yard). This is only the real party champions. Make friends with a bunch of guys who are 6 year NYE veterens here and who are all either tripping or rolling, go to a reggae bar with them when the party is over, visit mellow mountain a few more times and just chill. Finaly at -
6 pm realize that simo has been frantiacaly calling and texting me for the past 9 hours and I'm the only one with a key to the room.
Arrive home 7pm, realize that coops has gashed his foot open and is in the hospital with no money to pay for his stitches and I have the key and his wallet is in the room. Oops, I guess I wasn't the most responsible one like I thought.
11pm: go out for farewell beers at the beach.
12 am: pass out.
woke up keen to flee the island the next day, but no such luck.....
I'll include the ferry debacle in the Koh Tao post...
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LOL thats so funny i remember you running around with that wig and you looked great, hahahhaha...i also remember a text from you at around 7ish saying and i quote "come to my room" so we rushed to your room only to find you mangled and with a sore head (probably from buckets)and you couldn't even remember texting me hahahha....thats when you told us you lost Adams blond wig hahahah.....but you know what babe we love you longtime.....Mhaw luv maria x
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