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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.


Thank


Designer: Arse .
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You






Sunday, September 6, 2009
Now that it's over, I'm looking forward. Yes it was a mistake. People make mistakes. Now this is a big one to take. But I can't live in regrets. I have all my life to live. I know I'll be where I want to be. People have high expectations of me and I have to live up to them. I know I will. This wont hinder me. Its just a setback. I fell down. But I'm already up, moving forward. Everything happens for a reason. God promised that, with everything that is lost, a better one will be replaced. So I'll keep faith. Feelings will linger on but maybe you were right. Time will heal. So I'll forget. One day, I might come across you and say, "hey, she's still as beautiful." For now, beautiful is everywhere. And I'll be everywhere keeping myself occupied. This way, its easier to forget. Farewell.

"That part of me left yesterday, the heart of me is strong today.
No regrets, I'm blessed to say, the old me dead and gone away."

"I turn my head to the east I dont see nobody by my side.
I turn my head to the west still nobody in sight.
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride.
That old me is dead and gone, but the new me will be alright."

Swallow.