...and where were you on the eve of Dec 31st, 1999?
When the world was going nuts with the paranoia of Y2K, and giddy with 'New Millennium' stuff and how significant that specific night was to be (and of course pedantic about it not being the real millennium and no 0th year and all that).
I was with my best friends, at a wonderful, memorable party (which had 17 guys and 1 girl. No, it was not that kind of party - she was a dear friend. And remarkably well adjusted, which came in very handy during hugging time at 12.01). We guys did what guys do - drank a lot, made a lot of noise (oh God, I seem to remember a lot of Whigfield - oh the horror!) and emotional promises (I think there was Floyd involved), we lost a few brave comrades around 2 am (to gastrointestinal incompatibilities with excess alcohol), and the rest of us soldiered on till daylight, with the help of an especially extended showing of Titanic.
Morning broke beautifully for the two of us who were lucky enough to have girlfriends at the time (the ladies joined us around 7 am). We went for a ride. Life just could not have been better.
Weird how often years that start out wonderfully end so badly. And everything changes. And you wonder about the inevitability of it all.
But irreversibility? Really? Doth not Time heal all?
^
When the world was going nuts with the paranoia of Y2K, and giddy with 'New Millennium' stuff and how significant that specific night was to be (and of course pedantic about it not being the real millennium and no 0th year and all that).
I was with my best friends, at a wonderful, memorable party (which had 17 guys and 1 girl. No, it was not that kind of party - she was a dear friend. And remarkably well adjusted, which came in very handy during hugging time at 12.01). We guys did what guys do - drank a lot, made a lot of noise (oh God, I seem to remember a lot of Whigfield - oh the horror!) and emotional promises (I think there was Floyd involved), we lost a few brave comrades around 2 am (to gastrointestinal incompatibilities with excess alcohol), and the rest of us soldiered on till daylight, with the help of an especially extended showing of Titanic.
Morning broke beautifully for the two of us who were lucky enough to have girlfriends at the time (the ladies joined us around 7 am). We went for a ride. Life just could not have been better.
Weird how often years that start out wonderfully end so badly. And everything changes. And you wonder about the inevitability of it all.
But irreversibility? Really? Doth not Time heal all?
^
spouted by Non-Sensei at 3/20/2009 05:07:00 PM
7 Comments:
As always, you've woven your words well. :)
On the 31st of December, 1999, I'd been to a cousin's wedding. It is said that the wedding lasted a millenium. Sounds dumb, and cool, at the same time. No?
@AC: hehe. yeah.
@Adi: what can I say. ya gotta do what ya gotta do.
bah. now i'm on a nostalgia trip.
Happy Birthday! Lost your email addy :-)
Damn...nostalgia dropped on me like a lead bucket...in a good way :)
I still cannot forget Demi's infinite optimism and dawn breaking over that runway we came to love so well ;)
And was there Titanic....don't remember that bit at all!
@Aus : good trip? bad trip?
@Dewdrop : Aww, you remembered! Thank you.
@Anil: yeah, the optimism. If I remember right, he said 'in 10 years', so we still have a few months eh? ;)
ok, even i've updated. now you just have to. :)
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