Spent the new year with the couchsurfers who are in Cebu at the moment at Kris the Iceman's rooftop. There was so much booze for everyone that I was having 2 glasses of different kinds at one time and Eli got pissed drunk at around 2AM.

Racky, as usual, started a food fight that got people running here and there around the roof and Eli, as a result, lost his shirt because he took it off to avoid it from getting dirty.

Fireworks were going off in the wrong places and sent everyone running for cover in the safest area they can find, like on the head of the person sitting on the sofa in the corner for example.

Then we all went to the Iceman's room to, err... rest. We broke his bed that was worth a month's rent instead.

Eli and I went home happy drunk.

Photos below. Some were stolen from Aime's and Racky's albums teehee!