schoolies.

Schoolies Week. The week that separates your schooling and the rest of your life. The week that brings about massive amounts of partying, drinking, death from heights and arrests.

Not here.

All the news reports come from Surfers Paradise, where the buildings are taller than 5 storeys, the crowds are thick and pulsing and the toolies are numerous and pathetic.

Down South here, Schoolies Week has been kidnapped and replaced with it's bastard child, Schoolies Festival. Same premise - partying - but comically shorter timespan. Schoolies Festival only runs over a single weekend.

Is that tough enough? Nono. Through school commitments, the Buddehs, Buddettes and myself were relegated to attending the remainder of Schoolies Week (the 5 days after the Schoolies Festival weekend). This meant that we basically had Victor Harbor to ourselves.

That can be good, however. It also meant that nearly everyone you saw in the street was either a local or went to our school. The parties we had were with familiar people and we had no worries about crashers or running low on boozohol.

So, how to pass the time? Drink. Poker. Music. Drink. Skatepark. Minigolf. Beach. Drink. Iced Coffee.

All in all, it was mildly hectic and frustrating, but allround kickass in hindsight. Swanky apartment, illegal beach bonfires, dancing in fields, swollen knees, hot Italian restaurant girls, thrashing of Hilltop Hoods songs - you name it, we experienced it.