i basically try to pretend nothing happened in my life before i turned twenty three or so. usually not a particularly challenging game. basically not much happened of note. but this past week has been testing my skills. in particular friday night reminded me that some things are worth remembering.

first i went to our bar. this in and of itself didn't remind me of lifebefore23. but our bar played host to my friends' farewell party. and there were people from high school everywhere. they were all out of the reunion loop, so i told them all about it. tried to talk them in to the tour of the school grounds with our ex-principal. no takers so far, but god help me if someone i know will not go on that tour. i MUST know all about it.

anyway, one girl i don't think i'd seen since the last day of seventh form was there. and i didn't recognise her. she got in my face while i was arguing with barstaff about fries and garlic bread. so i was all like excuse me i'm in the middle of an argument. and she was like hi how are you. and i was like i'm busy - i'm in the middle of an argument. and she was like hi. and i was like what. and she was like it's ME. and then i felt like a dick. but soon we were reminiscing about how she got me to play cricket for the school's kiwi cricket team and i ended up in the first eleven school photo. and discussing whether the tour of the school would be awesome and whether she should go for me.

after sad goodbyes to my newly short haired friend and her travel etc... partner i went to the adelaide. with strongerlight and morgue and the NC. and i felt like i was nineteen again going to b-boy dance-offs in my rusty hoodie and geometric print skirt. except that i didn't feel like everyone was watching me and i freakin' rocked the dancefloor like some kind of dancehall star when olmecha supreme played. i couldn't help but wonder if imon star recognised me from the time that we danced on the same dancefloor together at a roots soundsystem event. because i've basically been talking about that non stop for four years as if it was a date.

however, because i'm not nineteen and i have a job that means i wake up around six on a friday morning, by midnight i was about to fall asleep while dancing so i went home. and thought about how aweome my night was. even if it was like a blast from the past.