sunday night pre-monday blues

and so i begin this very first post on my second blog, the first blog being a private one, and this, anything goes.

before i start, i must declare i love this skin! the green's my fav shade. i'm just glad i managed to put it up afterall. on a fri night no less.

now here i am, on a sunday night, waiting for hell week to begin the next morning. it has become quite a monotonous routine by now. not that it shouldn't after 3.5 years. sunday night, back to hall. spends the night doing anything but studying. off to sleep. alarm rings at an unearthly hour. snoozes for 15 mins. stumbles to lesson, and the humdrum week unfolds in exactly the same fashion as ever.

now now, i should be putting more zest in my academic pursuit.

anyway, last night marks the first time i ever set foot in the national stadium to watch a football match! the other time i set foot in it was when i was some councillor at a certain rgps camp and even then, it was to the toilet so that the kids could bathe. hmm. and the last (and only) time i ever watched a live football match was in bukit gombak stadium, during fandi's era.

so it was really something to be excited about. at least i was. even donned a red tshirt in enthusiasm to watch s'pore whip msia's ass. not that i'm any avid supporter of the lions. in fact, the only player i know before yesterday's match is lionel lewis. only cos he appeared on some newspaper before and i happened to read it (he's cute). (my player knowledge has since expanded to include Precious, only cos his name is interesting and he's nigerian, as strongly emphasized by thong)

it was a boring first half, but an exciting second half and thereafter. can't expect anything like world cup standard, but being there physically and supporting ur own country beats being anywhere else that night. i know i will still scorn at any lions supporter (oops), but last night, just that night, the national pride thingy got me going. the feeling of being surrounded by 50000 pple in red shirts is kinda awesome. and the feeling when lionel lewis saved the last and deciding penalty shootout was... incredible.

so there, my first visit to the stadium ended on such a high note. no regrets. and now i can declare i have fond memories of the stadium when it gets torn down pretty soon.

i'm off to sleep for now. :)