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 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?!
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?!
