The fucken best time of my life, is all I can say. Well actually theres tons more to say so here goes. Leavers has truely been the funnest time of my life, and I’m 18 now so I’ve started going clubbing and partying all over the place, showing off my real ID to bouncers and bottle shop workers with pride as I walk on by. But let me tell you again nothing beats leavers. A week of hardcore binge drinking with your mates at a distant location with no worries, no stress, no work, no bullshit, no parents or adults to tell you off, just you, you’re mates and the rest of the partying 17 year old children in Perth!

We got there on the 25th of November I think it was? Anyway I headed for Margaret River with my mates Champs, Blunty, Troppy, Jack, Christian and Nick. I drove us all down in my Jeep, took about 3 hours. The journey down was extremely exciting, yet boring at the same time because it was a 3 hour drive. We were all nervous and were trying to picture what the resort was going to be like, what our house was going to be like, which room we were gonna have, what drink we were gonna pop as soon as we got there, and what hot chicks were going to be sleeping next door.

A couple of the boys couldn’t wait, so they had a couple drinks in the car on the way there to get into Leavers mode. We didn’t take all our stock of alcohol with us of corse. One, because we only just fit every bodies luggage in the car, and two, word on the street was the cops were performing car searches and were confiscating any alcohol, even if it was unopened! Bastards ay. The whole way I kept a lookout for the cops, even though we didn’t have anything on board which was at risk of confiscation, but I knew that if we got searched, we would of had to take out everyones bag so they could go through everything, then put it all back in again which would have taken fucken ages. Luckily, we didn’t go passed one cop at all on the way there.

Anyway long story short we finally arrived at our destination, Margaret’s Beach Resort. I was already sweating in nervousness before we got there, my heart pumping, I could not fucken wait to get into our room, throw my bag in one corner and crack open a cold one. The resort looked nicer than I expected, looked pretty new as well. First thing we did was unpack the car and go to the reception to sign in, and it was there that we met the resort owner, Lee. Lee was a good bloke, he gave us a bit of a speech at first about where everything was and that we had to behave ourselves and not to be noisy and such, we all nodded and agreed and tried to make things move faster and didn’t listen to him very well, because we were all anxious just to get into our rooms and start destroying the resort. Frankly I don’t think Lee knew what he was getting himself into, the resort was pretty deserted so I think that’s why he allowed all the leavers to come in without adults in the house. He had no idea what he was getting himself into, or what leavers was! Probably just thought we were going to stay in our little houses and play Chess the whole time. But after that week, I don’t think he’ll ever allow leavers at his resort again!

So we all rushed into the room throwing our bags on the nearest bed we could find, claiming it as our own. Of corse me having to carry up a whole eski in by myself, I didn’t end up with a room at all! There was 3 beds and 2 couches in our house and there was 6 of us, so 1 person was going to have to sleep on the floor, or at someone else’s house. But I didn’t really care at the time because I just wanted to start drinking. Before I had even reached upstairs the rap music had already started playing. I was so sick of Drapht and NWA by the end of leavers, but to relive the memories I downloaded all the songs and almost cry when I hear them, reminding me of the best times at Leavers.

So day after day, drink after drink. We chilled on the balcony most of the time and had a chat and got burnt in the scorching sun. We walked around the resort chatting to girls and going in their houses for drinks and other things. We even walked down to the beach a couple times and had a gander, however it was a fucken dead beach. There was about 4 people there, and I think they were from our resort. The area was like a desert. By then we were really regretting coming to Margaret River, and thought we should have gone to Donsborough or Rotnest. But it wasn’t all that bad. We still had a bloody good time, and even thought there wasn’t many people, our houses were brand new so we wouldn’t have gotten more luxury at any other place. We considered ourselves lucky.

By the end of our heavenly experience, all that was left was very sick and hungover people, a totally destroyed house, for which we lost our $1000 bond on, and a long 3 hour ride home. After the 7 days of hardcore drinking, I had consumed 1 carton of Corona, 1 carton of Stella, 2 bottles of white wine, and 3 bottles of Jim Beam. And you wouldn’t believe it, but the day I got back I went to the pub and had a massive night there. Naah jks, fuck that! I didn’t drink for a couple weeks, but yep, I was back in the weekend after, hitting the booze hard. I wonder how much I damaged my liver. But who cares really, so what? Your liver recovers. I didn’t die, wasn’t in pain, and I had the best time of my life, so that damage I did to my body was well worth it.

So in conclusion, what did I learn from all this? I learned that 17 was the best year of my life, even though I was still in school, and leavers was just the cream on the cake, the sweet, delicious, gorgeous, beautiful stuff that I had the best time with. What advice would I give to kids going on leavers this year? Choose wisely. Be prepared. Don’t go to Margaret River! Unless you want a luxurious new house, but then I’ll feel sorry if you got the house we were in because they would of had to knock it down and rebuild it after what we did to it! Bring lots of money, lots of clothes, BRING A JUMPER! I didn’t bring a jumper because it was summer and I thought a jumper was the last thing I needed. Yes it gets hot during the day, but fucken freezing at night! The last 2 days of leavers was raining and freezing it was bullshit. So make sure you bring some warm clothes. Don’t drink and drive. Bring condoms. Don’t skull spirits, and probably bring some Neurofen ay, that would have been helpful the mornings after, wish I had of brought some. Oh and don’t bring just one type of drink. Like don’t just bring all beer, or all spirits, because you will get fucken sick of them! See I brought beer, spirit and wine, and actually I even brought a couple UDL’s. I started off with a 6 pack of beer during the arvo, then moved to Beam at night. So it was something different, then a few days later I had beer, then the wine. Then UDL’s and Beam. So mix it up, but dont be crazy and have 5 different types of drinks and yack your guts up, thats probably why I didn’t yack at all on leavers, I never skulled spirits. I had some shots though of course.


Troppy passed out the next afternoon.