the following is from my old xanga blog (xanga = baddiwad)
I pretty much just didnt want to loose any of my memories, these are the new years episodes from 04/05 written between the 31st of may and june the 4th of 2005.
episode 1
- Traveling to Taupo (christmas day through to boxing day)
It started off with me going round to robs on Christmas eve and drinking some beers, We had done lots of that since graduateing, anyways Jase was there, im pretty sure, and for that reason we wouldnt be leaving until the afternoon on christmas, before you go saying "why wasnt he home with his family? what a little prick" , my family had gone up north to be with extended family, leaving me to look after the pets, watch the house (mats dog, seige is a prick to look after… I love her to bits but shes bouncey playful trouble, and extremly loyal, therefore missed mat) We got toasted and I slept on robs couch.
The next Day Rob and I where all sorted (or so I thought.. youll read more in spisode 2) and packed up, we where stocked with money, had a dozen tui each (for the trip naturally) and where just waiting for Mike D to turn up… mike hadnt come partying with us because he was having a family thing… the plan was for us all to crash at robs thus meaning less packing, worrying about where everyone was, and saveing a bit of petrol for jason… things worked out nothing like that, it was the arvo and I decided to give mike a call, when I did the convosation went something like this
me – "yo mike are you all packed up to go to taupo?"
mike- "no man, its not like we are going for ages"
me – "dude we are leaving in like 2 hours"
mike – "what??? really?"
it was a shambles… end of the day, mikes family had people over for xmas, and he failed to tell his parents he was going to Taupo on christmas day… but he managed to get packed and in the car.. with a bottle of vodka…
Anyways we got underway and took the manuwatu goarge.. drnak a heap until we arrived at Jasons Dads, in Napier, Drank there for 2 or 3 nights.. Big C was awsome, we had great meals, BBQ's wicked breakfasts….
episode 2
- Napier (Christmas Day – Boxing Day)
So we had our moments in Taupo, mainly drinking from sun up to sundown, and driving about the place… managed to pull the fingures at the "destiny church zelout temple" as we drove by, small minded biggots…
Meet Jasons dads new lady, they seem really happy, and I never remember Big C smileing so much in my life… Jasons wee sister was there too (well not wee, 16 years old) Mike Devorms was trashed on arrival, drinking a good 2/3rds of his vodka on the trip up, then Brad Richards showed up…
(a lil info on brad… way back in the day Brad Richards was one of my best friends… like from the age of 5 until 13… then he moved to napier to go to a private school, Brad was short to begin with, but around puberty onwards was always alot taller then me, anyways he would come down to levin every now and then and hang out with all his old mates, apart from the last two years.. so while we where up there, we made an effort to see our mate)
… and all of a sudden, brad is tiny! I was taller then him, and I managed to drunkenly give him shit about it too, we wanted to go out and party… Brad assured us that nothing would be going on.. and that he had work the next morning and couldnt… then the humor began, Mike was sloshed and would say "no your shutup" when people talked to him, along with grabbing random thighs and shakeing people (while lying across a comfertable leather couch)
He woke up 8 odd hours later hugging the wheel of Jasons Dads work van
anyways we done that for 2 or 3 days, then left for toupo.. with another 4 dozen Tui…
The weather had been overcast ALL YEAR and for the first time, just after boxing day (the very same boxing day that a tsunami desimated south east asia rendering several of my friends dead or missing) in some uber religious manner the weather began to clear
(** note im not a Religeous person, and I knew nothing of the boxing day disaster until 2 odd weeks after it had occured)
episode 3
– Taupo (finally)
So we arrived in Taupo, hungry as heck, and getting drunk, I remember Rob and Myself spotting a RUF yellowbird outside the servo where we got pies… there was also a mrk1 Cortina running some form of wankel rotary… which was very nice, We arrived at the camping ground and proceeded to sit around at the entrance until we could be signed in (it seemed asthough every 18 year old group was doing the same thing) anyway eventually we got inand began setting up our tent, and Chilli bin (two bags of ice plus water.. plus the 20 odd dead erwigs which where in the tap…) plus 4 dozen tui.
Teria and Nick welcomed us to Taupo by bringing us all a cold tui and inviteing us to there tent (which became the hangout tent) We drank there solidly until about 11 that night tehn decided to go to the carnival… I never made it to the carnival, instead I went the wrong way, through a house, tried to climb over the Camp Ground Owners fence, and chased by a security gaurd.. and into a ditch, where I fairly much broke my ankle…
When rob arrived he told me we where going to the doctor first thing in the morning, and put a wine cask on it and elevated it… The next day, instead of doing that, we went across the road, bought 2 dozen each, and proceded to get drunk….
… I had to take my shoe off because the foot was too swollen to fit.
episode 4
- Taupo – day 2 So the next day it was blisteringly hot, people where swiming in the river, and we fairly much just sat around all day drinking… I was showing off my foot, and pretty much did not want to move around, The dudes in the campung ground infront of nicks tent where drinking a fuckload and makeing a spew pile, and this giant that was with them was sauced, and fairly much coma'd.
He got up and stumbled around for a bit, I noticed a weedy ginger dude go into his tent to find something then andre the giant collapsed on top of him, iyt was the funniest thing I saw that day, and rememberd it rather well.
That day we properly meet the F.T.P (Fielding Towns Persons), Malta, Nappa, One Nutt, Mossie etc etc they where great drinking buddys and we done some ludicris shit with them.
Some of my fondest memories of that lot include, Mossie Createing a mud slide after the only night it rained (and rained fucken hard), Robs hair getting cut into a mohowk with a fork and toe nail scissors, my shirt being white trashafied with a fork (no sleves baby) Fuck loads of drinking, the grass dance, chopping your first fielding draught, chanting metellica – nothing else matters and remembering our lost friends (the FTP had 3 suicides to my 1) seeing mossies ball sacks the first time we meet him… oooh gloreous times.
My foot was swollen and I got to sleep around 3 / 4 in the morning
