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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.

JustBringIt!






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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Today, I only had 5 hours of sleep, 1 meal and 1 extremely tiring match. Yes, extremely. My lungs feel like bursting right after the match and I felt like fainting while on the train. And untill now, my legs feel like jelly. My brain is telling my body to take a rest. But I'm just not used to sleeping early. Should I turn in? Sleeping is boring. You, please appear in my dreams.

National U-21: 0, National U-18: 0