I, Fariss Haiqel Boulala came to life on 21st February 1991, only God knows why.
Since then, Bengali, Malay, Chinese, Javanese, and football are in my blood.
I'm 1.82metres tall. I'm not heavy but I consider myself a heavyweight in my own world.
I do anything I want and I'll do anything to get what I want.
It's not that I can't accept defeat. I'm just born to win.
I'm as ambitious as Hitler. Fear me not though. I'm a nice guy, really.
But try me if you insists. I would love that.
I'm sick of myself. I feel like giving up on my studies and I'm tired of soccer trainings. I just want to be happy. And I want a girlfriend who can help me fulfill that.
Went to train at Simei with an empty stomach and without enough sleep. Never been this tired before. I'm turning in now. So goodnight everyone! Zzz..
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Went for the COE West bbq at East Coast today. I took the train to Eunos and took bus 13 from there as directed by Naz. Then, I alighted at the wrong bus stop and had to walk for 1 hour. I swear it took 1 hour. Or posssibly more. Plus! I was alone. Cibai!! Man, I can keep swearing all day at the thought of it. My legs almost gave up on me. Luckily, after 1 hour walking, Helmi came to my rescue with a rented bicycle.
And fortunately, there were loads of food for my empty stomach. And we had fun there. I took the opportunity to catch up with the bels after a long time not seeing some of them. I also had a chat with coach Robin and Jansen, our physio. Robin told me I have a great chance in NFA and he also added that he would rather place me in defence with Baihakki then putting slow and heavy nigger Precious in the first-eleven of the national senior squad. Hehe.. Told ya I'm good!
When I left, the bels handed me a photo of us winning the Challenge Cup final. Behind the card, it reads: "Fariss, blessed to meet a friend like you and thank you for the memories". Thanks a lot guys. I am glad to be in a team full of humour, fun and most of all talent. And I had the best feeling ever when we were crowned champions. I admit I have improved and experienced so much being in this squad and I won't be where I am without you guys. COE West(U-18) 2008 will forever be etched in my memory.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A note was pasted on my bedroom door. It reads:
I replace punishing thoughts
with forgiving thoughts
My higher self shows me the way to live a pain-free life. I am learning to respond to pain as if it were an alarm clock sinalling me to wake up to my inner wisdom. If I have pain, I start right away with my mental work. I often replace the word, "pain" with the word "sensation". My body is having a lot of sensation. This little shift in words helps me to focus my conciousness on healing which helps me heal much quicker. I know that as I alter my mind just a little bit, my body is altered in a similar direction. I love my body, and I love my mind, and I am thankful that they are so closely-related.
Whoever who came up with this, you are wrong. No pain, no gain. My body needs to encounter pain, because pain helps me achieve sensation.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Played futsal at Fico right after friday prayers today. SAF prime league and s.league team was training at the pitch beside ours. Met a few players I know and had a short chat with them. Gonna meet the bels again soon at the bbq this Sunday.
And then I went to school for a friendly game against inter-college champions MJC. Our decent performance won us 5-0. A very fun game I should say. Yeah, I'm very exhausted but at least I keep myself occupied instead of rotting at home.
Then mum read me a 100-word essay when I got home for not doing the laundry and cleaning up my room but my ears are immuned to her naggings. I'm like a part-time maid of the house and I don't like it
Thursday, December 25, 2008
It's Christmas today! Santa, I want Fiona Xie. Please.
So yesterday was the eve of Christmas and I had to travel all the way to the other end of Singapore to attend NFA training. Training was boring and I was very exhausted. I haven't been running for a really long time and I have to re-gain my match fitness. After training, I was given NFA's Diadora jerseys despite having them already at home. My bag was so full and heavy that I looked like a primary 5 boy going back from Sarimbun camp.
Plus! I had to carry the bag to town to meet Phatz. We sprayed foam on bangglas like we did every year. And I also pushed them, kicked them, threw empty spray cans on their heads and many more. I feel guilty? Not really. Okay la. A bit only.
Then, we lepak till this morning. Everyone was drinking and Syahiran got really drunk. I didn't because I'm a good boy and I believe in my morals. Haha..
I'm 17 already and my life is not a playstation. So I don't need you to be my controller.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
You have been my greatest companion. Always there when I need you. We've been in contact since 12. I was able to keep the distance. But not now. I like you lot. I might even die for you one day. You're only hurting me. That's why I need to leave you. Please tell me how. I can't do this. Never thought this would happen. But I'm addicted to you.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Went for school training just now and coach had a talk with me. Asked me why I went missing for a month and all sorts of things. So I gave all sorts of reasons. Then I was handed a set of jersey. Not only that, it has my name printed. So cool. I feel like a star. But the size M is a bit too tight for me!
So 10 men Arsenal managed to draw 1-1 against Liverpool. Even with Adebayor sent off, Arsenal could still play their free-flowing football. Not a bad result for the Gunners. Both teams drop points. The 5-horse race is still on!
Went to lepak last midnight and activated Project Pasar Malam. And I shall elaborate no further or I might be behind bars soon.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Vietnam totally deserve a place in the grand finals. Singapore only made it into the semis due to pure luck. Yes, the performance at home ground was commendable but look at Singapore's performance in the first leg at Vietnam. Very embarassing. And Ridhuan Muhammad, you were the worst player on the field without doubt. Noh Rahman despite wearing the captain's band, was another big flop.
Here's a piece of good advice for the Lions, "Stop wasting money on useless foreign talents and don't hesitate forking out money for local youngsters. Start producing home-grown talents!"
Okay. No need for a fuss on such small matters. Focus on Liverpool going head to head with Arsenal. I'm pretty sure it's gonna be one hell of a match. C'mon Gunners!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
You used to be so cute. Now you're so irritating. Dear lil' sister, stop calling me 'mama kachang' and stop complaining about all the little things that I do to you.
Anyways, I went to SAFFC U-18 final trials today and got selected. And this is what the coach commented about me, "I know you're a good player but watch your hard tackles. Look at your face. Like a drug addict".. Do I really look like one? I don't think so.
Went to cycle and explore last midnight. We're suppose to hunt ghosts but ended up cycling really far. So far, the sign read, "End Of Road". Even Dora The Explorer don't travel so much.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thank you guys! It was one hell of a chalet!
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I was still asleep in the afternoon when my phone's vibration woke me up. Coach: Hello, Fariss please. Me: Yes, speaking. Who's there? Coach: I'm Coach Salim. Coach: Want to inform you that you have been shortlisted for the NFA U-18 team next year. Me: Oh, okay. Coach: So you have to attend a team briefing on the 23rd, 4.30pm. Me: Where? Coach: FAS, level 3. Me: Okay. Coach: Must come. Don't forget. Me: Okay. Bye. Me: Zzzzzz.......
Should I go? I don't know.
I went back to sleep and another call woke me up. An overseas call this time. Anonymous: Hello there! What's your name? Me: I'm Fariss. Who are you? Anonymous: (mumbling her name) Me: What? Can you talk louder? Where you from? Anonymous: Oh. I'm ... From ...(still mumbling) Me: Hong Kong? Anonymous: No, no. It's ... (mumbling again) (I gave up) Anonymous: I want to know you better. Singaporean right? Me: Yes. Anonymous: You're in school? Me: No, not schooling. Anonymous: Oh, you finished school? Me: No, it's a holiday. Anonymous: How old are you? Me: 17 Anonymous: Oh, so young. You single? Me: Yes. Anonymous: Okay. Good. Can I call you next time? Me: Uhh.. What for? Anonymous: To know you better. Me: Okay. Bye. Me: Zzzzz...
Then she texted me: This is me just now call you thank for answer? my name indry. I really don't know who she is but she sounds like a Filipino. I know! Maybe I can make her my maid.
Check out this video! This is funny. Drunked Zaffan saying my last name.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Apan, Ipen and Syahiran just called. Didn't understand a word they said. They're bloody drunk! Gonna meet them in a few minutes. Tada!
I was so pumped up to start training today. I don't know why. Called Arjun first thing in the morning to make sure if there's school training.
And then I recieved a message, an invitation to play futsal at The Cage with the NFA u-17 boys. The last time I went there, our opponents cheated our money. We made Football look so easy and it became so boring and definitely not worth the money. Amy Winehouse said no to rehab. I said no to Cage.
Just when I was about to leave for training, Apan called and asked me to meet Phattzion at the Emirates. I changed my mind and went to meet the rascals. Haha! I guess I will only start training again next time. NPFC, I appreciate your patience but you can kick me out of the team anytime. Wenger's knocking on my door.
The most brutal of beasts is the human kind itself.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Boring, boring day.. I woke up early in the morning and two, not one but TWO Chinamen is in my room carrying wooden planks. I was so lost and shocked and so I stood up quickly and stared at the 2 'intruders'. And then I realised my mum was giggling just outside my room. Okay, I was quite relieved after that. I could have assaulted those innocent men!
So what were the wooden planks for? They were for the new bed mum bought for me. And hey! My room is finally called a BEDroom. And it doesn't look like a pig sty anymore.. After the 2 chinonets assembled the bed, I went back to sleep for hours. I guess it is indeed a comfortable bed.
And why is the day boring? Because I had nothing to do. Really nothing, so I slept all day. And guess what.. Nicotina didn't show up today. I guess I can do without her. I guess.
Monday, December 15, 2008
The drugs began to peak A smile of joy arrives in me But sedation changes to panic and nausea And breath starts to shorten And heartbeats pound softer. You wont try to save me You just want to hurt me and leave me desperate.
You taught my heart A sense I never knew I had I can't forget The times that I was lost and depressed from the awful truth How do you do it? You're my heroine.
You won't leave me alone Chisel my heart out of stone I give in everytime.
I bet you laugh At the thought of me thinking for myself I bet you believe That I'm better off with you than someone else
Your face arrives again All hope I had becomes surreal But under your cover's More torture than pleasure And just past your lips There's more anger than laughter Not now or forever will I ever change you I know that to go on I'll break you, my habit
I will save myself.
Fariss(just above) is a student of Ngee Ann Polytechnic pursuing a diploma in Real Estate Business, but lately, he skips lessons so frequently.
Haiqel(middle) is a professional footballer in the making but he hasn't been going for any trainings for quite some time despite the recovery of his back injury.
Boulala(top) is a westside local skater but he hasn't been skating for a really long time, and he just realised that he doesn't know where his skateboard is.
This is how I don't care. I dont know what's happening to ME. But that's just ME and I enjoy it!
I'm sick of myself. I feel like giving up on my studies and I'm tired of soccer trainings. I just want to be happy. And I want a girlfriend who can help me fulfill that.
Went to train at Simei with an empty stomach and without enough sleep. Never been this tired before. I'm turning in now. So goodnight everyone! Zzz..
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Went for the COE West bbq at East Coast today. I took the train to Eunos and took bus 13 from there as directed by Naz. Then, I alighted at the wrong bus stop and had to walk for 1 hour. I swear it took 1 hour. Or posssibly more. Plus! I was alone. Cibai!! Man, I can keep swearing all day at the thought of it. My legs almost gave up on me. Luckily, after 1 hour walking, Helmi came to my rescue with a rented bicycle.
And fortunately, there were loads of food for my empty stomach. And we had fun there. I took the opportunity to catch up with the bels after a long time not seeing some of them. I also had a chat with coach Robin and Jansen, our physio. Robin told me I have a great chance in NFA and he also added that he would rather place me in defence with Baihakki then putting slow and heavy nigger Precious in the first-eleven of the national senior squad. Hehe.. Told ya I'm good!
When I left, the bels handed me a photo of us winning the Challenge Cup final. Behind the card, it reads: "Fariss, blessed to meet a friend like you and thank you for the memories". Thanks a lot guys. I am glad to be in a team full of humour, fun and most of all talent. And I had the best feeling ever when we were crowned champions. I admit I have improved and experienced so much being in this squad and I won't be where I am without you guys. COE West(U-18) 2008 will forever be etched in my memory.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A note was pasted on my bedroom door. It reads:
I replace punishing thoughts
with forgiving thoughts
My higher self shows me the way to live a pain-free life. I am learning to respond to pain as if it were an alarm clock sinalling me to wake up to my inner wisdom. If I have pain, I start right away with my mental work. I often replace the word, "pain" with the word "sensation". My body is having a lot of sensation. This little shift in words helps me to focus my conciousness on healing which helps me heal much quicker. I know that as I alter my mind just a little bit, my body is altered in a similar direction. I love my body, and I love my mind, and I am thankful that they are so closely-related.
Whoever who came up with this, you are wrong. No pain, no gain. My body needs to encounter pain, because pain helps me achieve sensation.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Played futsal at Fico right after friday prayers today. SAF prime league and s.league team was training at the pitch beside ours. Met a few players I know and had a short chat with them. Gonna meet the bels again soon at the bbq this Sunday.
And then I went to school for a friendly game against inter-college champions MJC. Our decent performance won us 5-0. A very fun game I should say. Yeah, I'm very exhausted but at least I keep myself occupied instead of rotting at home.
Then mum read me a 100-word essay when I got home for not doing the laundry and cleaning up my room but my ears are immuned to her naggings. I'm like a part-time maid of the house and I don't like it
Thursday, December 25, 2008
It's Christmas today! Santa, I want Fiona Xie. Please.
So yesterday was the eve of Christmas and I had to travel all the way to the other end of Singapore to attend NFA training. Training was boring and I was very exhausted. I haven't been running for a really long time and I have to re-gain my match fitness. After training, I was given NFA's Diadora jerseys despite having them already at home. My bag was so full and heavy that I looked like a primary 5 boy going back from Sarimbun camp.
Plus! I had to carry the bag to town to meet Phatz. We sprayed foam on bangglas like we did every year. And I also pushed them, kicked them, threw empty spray cans on their heads and many more. I feel guilty? Not really. Okay la. A bit only.
Then, we lepak till this morning. Everyone was drinking and Syahiran got really drunk. I didn't because I'm a good boy and I believe in my morals. Haha..
I'm 17 already and my life is not a playstation. So I don't need you to be my controller.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
You have been my greatest companion. Always there when I need you. We've been in contact since 12. I was able to keep the distance. But not now. I like you lot. I might even die for you one day. You're only hurting me. That's why I need to leave you. Please tell me how. I can't do this. Never thought this would happen. But I'm addicted to you.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Went for school training just now and coach had a talk with me. Asked me why I went missing for a month and all sorts of things. So I gave all sorts of reasons. Then I was handed a set of jersey. Not only that, it has my name printed. So cool. I feel like a star. But the size M is a bit too tight for me!
So 10 men Arsenal managed to draw 1-1 against Liverpool. Even with Adebayor sent off, Arsenal could still play their free-flowing football. Not a bad result for the Gunners. Both teams drop points. The 5-horse race is still on!
Went to lepak last midnight and activated Project Pasar Malam. And I shall elaborate no further or I might be behind bars soon.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Vietnam totally deserve a place in the grand finals. Singapore only made it into the semis due to pure luck. Yes, the performance at home ground was commendable but look at Singapore's performance in the first leg at Vietnam. Very embarassing. And Ridhuan Muhammad, you were the worst player on the field without doubt. Noh Rahman despite wearing the captain's band, was another big flop.
Here's a piece of good advice for the Lions, "Stop wasting money on useless foreign talents and don't hesitate forking out money for local youngsters. Start producing home-grown talents!"
Okay. No need for a fuss on such small matters. Focus on Liverpool going head to head with Arsenal. I'm pretty sure it's gonna be one hell of a match. C'mon Gunners!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
You used to be so cute. Now you're so irritating. Dear lil' sister, stop calling me 'mama kachang' and stop complaining about all the little things that I do to you.
Anyways, I went to SAFFC U-18 final trials today and got selected. And this is what the coach commented about me, "I know you're a good player but watch your hard tackles. Look at your face. Like a drug addict".. Do I really look like one? I don't think so.
Went to cycle and explore last midnight. We're suppose to hunt ghosts but ended up cycling really far. So far, the sign read, "End Of Road". Even Dora The Explorer don't travel so much.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thank you guys! It was one hell of a chalet!
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I was still asleep in the afternoon when my phone's vibration woke me up. Coach: Hello, Fariss please. Me: Yes, speaking. Who's there? Coach: I'm Coach Salim. Coach: Want to inform you that you have been shortlisted for the NFA U-18 team next year. Me: Oh, okay. Coach: So you have to attend a team briefing on the 23rd, 4.30pm. Me: Where? Coach: FAS, level 3. Me: Okay. Coach: Must come. Don't forget. Me: Okay. Bye. Me: Zzzzzz.......
Should I go? I don't know.
I went back to sleep and another call woke me up. An overseas call this time. Anonymous: Hello there! What's your name? Me: I'm Fariss. Who are you? Anonymous: (mumbling her name) Me: What? Can you talk louder? Where you from? Anonymous: Oh. I'm ... From ...(still mumbling) Me: Hong Kong? Anonymous: No, no. It's ... (mumbling again) (I gave up) Anonymous: I want to know you better. Singaporean right? Me: Yes. Anonymous: You're in school? Me: No, not schooling. Anonymous: Oh, you finished school? Me: No, it's a holiday. Anonymous: How old are you? Me: 17 Anonymous: Oh, so young. You single? Me: Yes. Anonymous: Okay. Good. Can I call you next time? Me: Uhh.. What for? Anonymous: To know you better. Me: Okay. Bye. Me: Zzzzz...
Then she texted me: This is me just now call you thank for answer? my name indry. I really don't know who she is but she sounds like a Filipino. I know! Maybe I can make her my maid.
Check out this video! This is funny. Drunked Zaffan saying my last name.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Apan, Ipen and Syahiran just called. Didn't understand a word they said. They're bloody drunk! Gonna meet them in a few minutes. Tada!
I was so pumped up to start training today. I don't know why. Called Arjun first thing in the morning to make sure if there's school training.
And then I recieved a message, an invitation to play futsal at The Cage with the NFA u-17 boys. The last time I went there, our opponents cheated our money. We made Football look so easy and it became so boring and definitely not worth the money. Amy Winehouse said no to rehab. I said no to Cage.
Just when I was about to leave for training, Apan called and asked me to meet Phattzion at the Emirates. I changed my mind and went to meet the rascals. Haha! I guess I will only start training again next time. NPFC, I appreciate your patience but you can kick me out of the team anytime. Wenger's knocking on my door.
The most brutal of beasts is the human kind itself.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Boring, boring day.. I woke up early in the morning and two, not one but TWO Chinamen is in my room carrying wooden planks. I was so lost and shocked and so I stood up quickly and stared at the 2 'intruders'. And then I realised my mum was giggling just outside my room. Okay, I was quite relieved after that. I could have assaulted those innocent men!
So what were the wooden planks for? They were for the new bed mum bought for me. And hey! My room is finally called a BEDroom. And it doesn't look like a pig sty anymore.. After the 2 chinonets assembled the bed, I went back to sleep for hours. I guess it is indeed a comfortable bed.
And why is the day boring? Because I had nothing to do. Really nothing, so I slept all day. And guess what.. Nicotina didn't show up today. I guess I can do without her. I guess.
Monday, December 15, 2008
The drugs began to peak A smile of joy arrives in me But sedation changes to panic and nausea And breath starts to shorten And heartbeats pound softer. You wont try to save me You just want to hurt me and leave me desperate.
You taught my heart A sense I never knew I had I can't forget The times that I was lost and depressed from the awful truth How do you do it? You're my heroine.
You won't leave me alone Chisel my heart out of stone I give in everytime.
I bet you laugh At the thought of me thinking for myself I bet you believe That I'm better off with you than someone else
Your face arrives again All hope I had becomes surreal But under your cover's More torture than pleasure And just past your lips There's more anger than laughter Not now or forever will I ever change you I know that to go on I'll break you, my habit
I will save myself.
Fariss(just above) is a student of Ngee Ann Polytechnic pursuing a diploma in Real Estate Business, but lately, he skips lessons so frequently.
Haiqel(middle) is a professional footballer in the making but he hasn't been going for any trainings for quite some time despite the recovery of his back injury.
Boulala(top) is a westside local skater but he hasn't been skating for a really long time, and he just realised that he doesn't know where his skateboard is.
This is how I don't care. I dont know what's happening to ME. But that's just ME and I enjoy it!
