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.
Everyone! I'm a psychic. I can read the future. And this is what's going to happen tomorrow:
I sleep. I wake up. I recieve missed calls from Kiong and Ming Hui. They scold me for not waking up in time up for school. They ask me if I'm still going to school. I bath. I get ready. I realise I dont know where I put my lecture notes. I go to school 3 hours late. I get my common test results. I fail badly. I go to Ngee Ann's soccer training. I get tired. I reach home at night. I get scolded by mum. I fed up. I go lepak with my friends. I go home. I sleep. Zzz..
Boring right? Sorry la. Someone told me to update my blog. And i have nothing much to tell, really.
Everyone! I'm a psychic. I can read the future. And this is what's going to happen tomorrow:
I sleep. I wake up. I recieve missed calls from Kiong and Ming Hui. They scold me for not waking up in time up for school. They ask me if I'm still going to school. I bath. I get ready. I realise I dont know where I put my lecture notes. I go to school 3 hours late. I get my common test results. I fail badly. I go to Ngee Ann's soccer training. I get tired. I reach home at night. I get scolded by mum. I fed up. I go lepak with my friends. I go home. I sleep. Zzz..
Boring right? Sorry la. Someone told me to update my blog. And i have nothing much to tell, really.
