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've just completed watching Radit and Jani on youtube. It's about love, drugs, romance and such. I would rate it 9.5 over 10. Extremely touching and meaningful. Girls or guys who are emotionally weak will definitely cry upon watching. I didn't. Sumpah. Don't give me that look. I've learnt that sometimes, when there isn't a happy ending, it could be for the better. Everything happens for a reason. Go watch! It'll be better if you understand the language though. Peace!
I hope arie's doing fine. Stay strong, dude. And keep doing what you do. Protect your future.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
People say my little sister is cute. I think so too. She told me about all the stuffs she saw at Kiddy Palace and Toysrus then asked me what I'm gonna buy for her birthday which is on the 22nd of July. Its still so damn early to even ask. I told her I won't buy her anything. Maybe make her a card. Then she started crying and went running to my mum to complain. And I laughed. Hahaha!
Arep: Yaya, sayang abang Haiqel ke abang An? Nadya: Abang An. Arep: Asal? Nadya: Abang Haiqel macam gangster. Arep:Abang An macam ape? Nadya: Abang An macam maid. Arep: Muke abang Haiqel macam siape? Nadya: Abang Haiqel macam Michael Jackson.
I've been really busy these days. But I got to spend time with dear cousins, friends and such. Even those who came all the way from Malacca, Pahang and Kuala Lumpur just to attend my uncle's wedding. There were 40 plus relatives spending the eve of the wedding at nenek's and my house. Lights out and we were like casualties lying at every floor of every room. I didn't have enough sleep and I'm extremely exhausted. Managed to even find time to attend trainings and match. And school's re-opening tmr. Only 1 hour of lecture on day 1. Waste time. Don't go. Ngee Annians! Or rather Onions! Get yourself H1N1 if you want an extended holidays. Good for you. You happy, we happy, everybody happy. Cadangan yang baik! Alriiiight! Shit, I shouldn't have cut my hair. I feel more carefree now and thus more hyperactive. I talk crap when I'm in such condition. Nevermind. Nights! Love you!
R.I.P, MJ, King of Pop. And after 38 years, finally, Selamat Pengantin Baru PakChu! May you start a meaningful life and lead your family well till the very end. You've been the best! And lastly, I want to get married too. ASAP!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I woke up unwillingly to attend a boring make-up lecture this morning. Then got back our papers for Property Management module. About 200 candidates took this paper. Only one failed. I scored 50%. Which also means that I'm the second last scorer amongst the 200. How pathetic. -.-
Went home to sleep like a pig then woke up unwillingly again in the afternoon to go for a friendly game against the under-21s. Poor performance for me. But not suprising. I haven't been training.
"Physio, why this guy had sore eyes for more than one week already but still not recovered?"
Reply: "Because he didn't see the doctor."
"No la. I think because he everyday go to the second floor in his block to meet this girl at her house. I don't know what they do."
Guess who...
Who else. Salim.
Not funny lah coach.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I failed my Final Theory Test just now. Probably because I did last minute studies and covered only half the handbook. So I wasted another 6 dols and have to wait for another fuckin month for my second FTT. I was so frustrated when the screen showed "FAILED". Fuck! I know right. No need to show big big. Walau! I don't care. I want to be able to legally drive a car by November. And go for road trips. Now I'm tired and I don't feel like going for training anymore. It's been 3 weeks. Coach, you can kick me out of the team if you want. I need more money and a nearer training ground. You suck.
I think I should tie my hands cos I feel like rubbing my eyes almost every second. They look okay now but why so itchy?!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I can't stand this anymore. I've never felt so much pain in my eyes before. Both eyes are still blood red even after 7 days. And I get irritated when I'm out in public and everyone stare at my scary eyes. I think I'm going blind. Maybe I should consider seeing the doctor.
How come things just refuse to go my way. One after another. FUCK!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
"Fariss, I know why you everytime fall sick. Because your hair too long. Dont believe, try cut your hair."
"Fariss, when you want to cut your hair? When school reopens? (I answered ya.) Ya, your head. Tmr I cut for you."
"Fariss, your eyes like that, you sure you can see the ball?"
"Fariss, as a defender you want to dribble dribble. You think you Franz Beckenbauer?"
"Fariss, go collect the jerseys and all."
CB! SO IRRITATING.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Good Morning!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
More and more blood is rushing to my right eye. It's becoming more and more sepet. Like a piggy bank hole. The left one is getting infected soon cos I can't help rubbing all the time. And I'm getting frequent headaches too. I'm so weak right now, I feel like sleeping everytime. I thought I was recovering. I feel so sick but I'm tired of staying at home. I'm returning to training tmr and I'll waste no time impressing even in this condition.
Friday, June 12, 2009
As much as I want things to be like how it used to be,
I can only try my best but God is the one who decides.
You seem to be keen moving on instead.
I'm not sure what went wrong.
Mum was right.
"The slightest wrong move can result you in
losing someone so suddenly and unexpectedly.
And that's when you wish you should have done much more."
Indeed.
I didn't see it coming.
Maybe you just deserve better.
Maybe I'm not good enough for you.
I don't want to give up.
I just don't know what to do.
Cos I don't know what's on your mind.
What's on your heart is for you to find out.
Only you know how you feel.
Follow your heart.
Then nature will take its course.
Just so you know,
I've never wanted things to go this way.
I can't forget you.
I had never wanted something so much before.
You've made an mark in my life.
You've made a tatoo in my heart.
Like I said, I'm not running away.
Always within reach.
Jauh di mata, dekat di hati.
As you move on to the next chapters of your life,
more and new faces will appear.
I think there are already.
They will shine for you, I'm sure.
I wish you all the best.
Just be careful of the wild world out there,
for I care.
Who knows things will be like before or even better.
Who knows.
Happy Birthday to you.
Love you.
So there you go. A total outburst of feelings.. Anyways, I've been like a pig lately. Lots and lots of sleep and I'm still tired. My body's been really weak from fever. But I'm recovering though. Temperature's back to normal. So say yay! Fariss is back! It's been really rough for me. I hope things will start going my way.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
38.7 Degrees Celcius
I hate this. I feel like sleeping forever.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
I'm struggling to catch up with my schoolmates, a few lecturers are looking for me, I have to drag my parents to school to meet the disciplinary advisor and deputy director, I had a violent quarrel with mum, I'm not in talking terms with her, I feel really guilty, my parents are being very hostile towards me lately, I got locked out of the house last night, I was loitering around like a homeless bum, it's exam period, I'm not studying, I screw all 3 of the past papers, I'm broke, I've just realised I twisted my right knee, I'm having runny nose, heaty body, sore throat, lethargy, and nausea. My brain is going to pop out like tomatoes. And how am I going to start training in this condition?
I may look joyful most of the time. But deep inside, I'm filled with so much anger, guilt and anguish. Only God knows. I'm not blaming anyone. I only have myself to blame cos I put myself in this position. I'm not being an emo shit. Cos that's shit. Anyone in my condition right now would be very stressed. But its okay, sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down. I wont stay this way forever. I see light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm going to overdose myself with loads of medicine. Then I'll decide if I should study or sleep.
And still, all I can think of is you.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
I haven't slept for 40 hours. Had a quarrel with mum early in the morning then went for work instead of school. Yeah, I know. I'm dead. Right now, I'm really tired and my eye bags are carrying dumbells. Swensen's was a fulfilling feast though. I'm going to sleep real soon and I better go to school tomorrow.
I've just completed watching Radit and Jani on youtube. It's about love, drugs, romance and such. I would rate it 9.5 over 10. Extremely touching and meaningful. Girls or guys who are emotionally weak will definitely cry upon watching. I didn't. Sumpah. Don't give me that look. I've learnt that sometimes, when there isn't a happy ending, it could be for the better. Everything happens for a reason. Go watch! It'll be better if you understand the language though. Peace!
I hope arie's doing fine. Stay strong, dude. And keep doing what you do. Protect your future.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
People say my little sister is cute. I think so too. She told me about all the stuffs she saw at Kiddy Palace and Toysrus then asked me what I'm gonna buy for her birthday which is on the 22nd of July. Its still so damn early to even ask. I told her I won't buy her anything. Maybe make her a card. Then she started crying and went running to my mum to complain. And I laughed. Hahaha!
Arep: Yaya, sayang abang Haiqel ke abang An? Nadya: Abang An. Arep: Asal? Nadya: Abang Haiqel macam gangster. Arep:Abang An macam ape? Nadya: Abang An macam maid. Arep: Muke abang Haiqel macam siape? Nadya: Abang Haiqel macam Michael Jackson.
I've been really busy these days. But I got to spend time with dear cousins, friends and such. Even those who came all the way from Malacca, Pahang and Kuala Lumpur just to attend my uncle's wedding. There were 40 plus relatives spending the eve of the wedding at nenek's and my house. Lights out and we were like casualties lying at every floor of every room. I didn't have enough sleep and I'm extremely exhausted. Managed to even find time to attend trainings and match. And school's re-opening tmr. Only 1 hour of lecture on day 1. Waste time. Don't go. Ngee Annians! Or rather Onions! Get yourself H1N1 if you want an extended holidays. Good for you. You happy, we happy, everybody happy. Cadangan yang baik! Alriiiight! Shit, I shouldn't have cut my hair. I feel more carefree now and thus more hyperactive. I talk crap when I'm in such condition. Nevermind. Nights! Love you!
R.I.P, MJ, King of Pop. And after 38 years, finally, Selamat Pengantin Baru PakChu! May you start a meaningful life and lead your family well till the very end. You've been the best! And lastly, I want to get married too. ASAP!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I woke up unwillingly to attend a boring make-up lecture this morning. Then got back our papers for Property Management module. About 200 candidates took this paper. Only one failed. I scored 50%. Which also means that I'm the second last scorer amongst the 200. How pathetic. -.-
Went home to sleep like a pig then woke up unwillingly again in the afternoon to go for a friendly game against the under-21s. Poor performance for me. But not suprising. I haven't been training.
"Physio, why this guy had sore eyes for more than one week already but still not recovered?"
Reply: "Because he didn't see the doctor."
"No la. I think because he everyday go to the second floor in his block to meet this girl at her house. I don't know what they do."
Guess who...
Who else. Salim.
Not funny lah coach.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I failed my Final Theory Test just now. Probably because I did last minute studies and covered only half the handbook. So I wasted another 6 dols and have to wait for another fuckin month for my second FTT. I was so frustrated when the screen showed "FAILED". Fuck! I know right. No need to show big big. Walau! I don't care. I want to be able to legally drive a car by November. And go for road trips. Now I'm tired and I don't feel like going for training anymore. It's been 3 weeks. Coach, you can kick me out of the team if you want. I need more money and a nearer training ground. You suck.
I think I should tie my hands cos I feel like rubbing my eyes almost every second. They look okay now but why so itchy?!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I can't stand this anymore. I've never felt so much pain in my eyes before. Both eyes are still blood red even after 7 days. And I get irritated when I'm out in public and everyone stare at my scary eyes. I think I'm going blind. Maybe I should consider seeing the doctor.
How come things just refuse to go my way. One after another. FUCK!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
"Fariss, I know why you everytime fall sick. Because your hair too long. Dont believe, try cut your hair."
"Fariss, when you want to cut your hair? When school reopens? (I answered ya.) Ya, your head. Tmr I cut for you."
"Fariss, your eyes like that, you sure you can see the ball?"
"Fariss, as a defender you want to dribble dribble. You think you Franz Beckenbauer?"
"Fariss, go collect the jerseys and all."
CB! SO IRRITATING.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Good Morning!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
More and more blood is rushing to my right eye. It's becoming more and more sepet. Like a piggy bank hole. The left one is getting infected soon cos I can't help rubbing all the time. And I'm getting frequent headaches too. I'm so weak right now, I feel like sleeping everytime. I thought I was recovering. I feel so sick but I'm tired of staying at home. I'm returning to training tmr and I'll waste no time impressing even in this condition.
Friday, June 12, 2009
As much as I want things to be like how it used to be,
I can only try my best but God is the one who decides.
You seem to be keen moving on instead.
I'm not sure what went wrong.
Mum was right.
"The slightest wrong move can result you in
losing someone so suddenly and unexpectedly.
And that's when you wish you should have done much more."
Indeed.
I didn't see it coming.
Maybe you just deserve better.
Maybe I'm not good enough for you.
I don't want to give up.
I just don't know what to do.
Cos I don't know what's on your mind.
What's on your heart is for you to find out.
Only you know how you feel.
Follow your heart.
Then nature will take its course.
Just so you know,
I've never wanted things to go this way.
I can't forget you.
I had never wanted something so much before.
You've made an mark in my life.
You've made a tatoo in my heart.
Like I said, I'm not running away.
Always within reach.
Jauh di mata, dekat di hati.
As you move on to the next chapters of your life,
more and new faces will appear.
I think there are already.
They will shine for you, I'm sure.
I wish you all the best.
Just be careful of the wild world out there,
for I care.
Who knows things will be like before or even better.
Who knows.
Happy Birthday to you.
Love you.
So there you go. A total outburst of feelings.. Anyways, I've been like a pig lately. Lots and lots of sleep and I'm still tired. My body's been really weak from fever. But I'm recovering though. Temperature's back to normal. So say yay! Fariss is back! It's been really rough for me. I hope things will start going my way.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
38.7 Degrees Celcius
I hate this. I feel like sleeping forever.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
I'm struggling to catch up with my schoolmates, a few lecturers are looking for me, I have to drag my parents to school to meet the disciplinary advisor and deputy director, I had a violent quarrel with mum, I'm not in talking terms with her, I feel really guilty, my parents are being very hostile towards me lately, I got locked out of the house last night, I was loitering around like a homeless bum, it's exam period, I'm not studying, I screw all 3 of the past papers, I'm broke, I've just realised I twisted my right knee, I'm having runny nose, heaty body, sore throat, lethargy, and nausea. My brain is going to pop out like tomatoes. And how am I going to start training in this condition?
I may look joyful most of the time. But deep inside, I'm filled with so much anger, guilt and anguish. Only God knows. I'm not blaming anyone. I only have myself to blame cos I put myself in this position. I'm not being an emo shit. Cos that's shit. Anyone in my condition right now would be very stressed. But its okay, sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down. I wont stay this way forever. I see light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm going to overdose myself with loads of medicine. Then I'll decide if I should study or sleep.
And still, all I can think of is you.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
I haven't slept for 40 hours. Had a quarrel with mum early in the morning then went for work instead of school. Yeah, I know. I'm dead. Right now, I'm really tired and my eye bags are carrying dumbells. Swensen's was a fulfilling feast though. I'm going to sleep real soon and I better go to school tomorrow.
