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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.


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Designer: Arse .
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Monday, February 2, 2009
I went for my medical check up first thing today. The doctor used this ultrasound device to scan my heart. It was quite painful, the way she pressed the device onto my body. And the device was applied with some sticky gel at the tip. On the monitor, I can clearly see my heart beating, in black and white though. I find it kinda cool. It took about 15 long minutes. I was beginning to be an impatient patient. After that, with my sticky body, they told me I can leave without telling me the results or how well my breathing is. So I really don't know if I have officially passed the medical or not. And why am I so stupid? I could have opened up my mouth and asked.

I went to school after that for presentation and lecture. And then back to Simei again for training. Coach assigned me jersey number 5. Can I have number 4 instead? Please..

I've cut down on those sticks. And I'm trying to cut down further. Only 2 sticks so far today. And it's agonising. The thought of lighting up a cigarette comes every minute.

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