It's that weird feeling again

You know, the one on Mondays where you sit down at your usual desk and wonder "Why?" and probably give out a sigh along with the words "I hate Mondays". You see, i don't exactly hate Mondays, I see Sundays as the start of the week (till i had to revert my decision that Mondays are the starting day of the week for some person's sake).


Yesterday (Monday of course you nitwits), was a little bit more fun to me, not because it's the start of me studying for my finals, or that i have to come back to a ill-forgotten, god-forsaken rut of a place which you might recognize through the name "Cyberjaya". No. It had only one silver lining, and boy, was it a glittery one:)


You know how rivalries go? Like Pepsi managed to garner a sucker punch to Coca-cola by signing Henry to do their adverts? Or like how Maxis always gets the better concerts in town at the expense of DiGi (and a certain other telco). Or like how TmNet flexes its muscles and gets 70% of the broadband customers from all its rivals? Well, that's the same with a football derby. And this one's special, this one is between Golden Balls AC Milan vs. The Special One's Inter Milan.


It was a classic. Like how Jack Bauer would have braved the entire day, stop a few nuclear warhead from flying off to Russia, and still not go to the restroom to relieve himself. As epic as possibly the first discovery of dinosaur bones in your backyard, and then having that newly found lizard named after you, something like FabesIsASakaisaurus, or steveBodohsaurus.


And last but not least, it's as sweet as those cupcakes you say you love so much. Or those non-revolving sushi bars that you say are lovely. Or even that mamak's nasi lemak ayam that you declare as the nectar of heaven. I wouldn't know that (and i don't eat cupcakes, or love jap food that much). But what i do know is that-what happened was sweet, no matter the bitterness endured before it happened.


What makes it more special was that first time ride on the carousel (which someone almost misplaced) and the 23rd ice-cream flavour made by your favourite ice-cream maker. The scringe on your face when you hear that the pork-chop has vanilla sauce on it, only to realize, that "Hey, it actually tastes good!". The special feeling, almost akin to the empty roads of KL during Hari Raya, where you're the King of the Road, and speed all you want, park where you want - the cops are on hols:)


So what i'm trying to say is that.

Milan won 1-0. Inter lost.
2 red cards to Inter.
And Ronaldinho scored (with his head!!)
And Ka-Pa-Ro is back in business.

I hate you Milan, for making my hopes swell. If you don't win the next match, there's be no more post-match lasagna for you.

The Ka-Pa-Ro (Pato left, Ronaldinho, Kaka), then Seedorf (who played lovely in defensive mid) and Ambrosini

Cheers!

And oh, SELAMAT HARI RAYA
Maaf kepada Encik Zahir dan Encik Batin.