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.
Oh, look at ugly me. Waterfug happened last night? Anyways, happy birthday Zaffan Zika. A true brother, a true partner-in-crime.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
It's 10am and I just woke up. I'm supposed to wake up at 7 for work. 5o bucks into the bin! Fark!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Someone I know is slowly becoming someone I knew.
Rule No 5: "Show no love. Love will get you killed."
-Get Rich Or Die Trying
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I've been neglecting something I haved loved since I was only 60 centimetres tall. Here's a little update on my dearest Football. So my torn ACL knee since the 3rd day of raya made me miss big opportunities to grow into a more professional, matured footballer. Yeah, things could be much better if I didn't make that knee-twisting tackle. On the bright side, maybe it could have been worse. Oh, no, I don't think so. I can't think of any sports injury worse than this. Even a fractured leg takes shorter time to recover. So hell yeah!
That incident made me conclude the end of my barely-started career and I decided to pursue a surgery to fix my permanently damaged knee. Unfortunately I got myself fed-up just waiting for my next appointment. My operation supposed to be over already. I'm supposed to be on cruthces now and doing rehab. But the friggin doctors and my own physio seemed to be indifferent about the surgery and they keep delaying appointments. Now I'm beginning to consider not to go for the surgery. They are wasting too much time. And suprisingly I recieve offers from a few clubs despite my injury. Which actually made me re-consider quiting football. Upon National Football Academy Graduation, I'm currently training with Balestier Khalsa FC where the contract is quite appealing. Woodlands Wellingtons FC would give me an instant contract but I decide to ditch the Rams instead. Yeah, money makes footballers go round. And a few compatriots are pulling me into Gombak United but I think, maybe, I'll just stay put at Balestier. I played one friendly for them and trained once with them. One only. Haha! Thats when I twisted my already injured knee real bad. I woke up this morning with a swollen knee, as big as Shadam's.
Now it's back to limping everyday, back to icing everynight and back to awkward sleeping positions. Just like 3 months ago. Used to this, no worries. Balestier have appointed a few players for medical check-up including me tmr morning. So I'll be limping my way to Yio Chu Kang very early tmr. It's pre-season and beep test comes instantly upon passing the medical, which I doubt I will pass with a useles knee like this one. So sign me or not, I'm just giving Football a chance. The outcome doesn't matter. I think I already got one foot back into Football.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Time changed us. I can't make you happy anymore. I can't see you smile again like old times. But to know that far away, you're happy now, smiling, is at least good enough. I had my heartaches but I still remember our good times. Maybe that one great mistake caused it all. Maybe it was never mean't to be. I swear I never wanted to let go. But I really tried to mend things. I put my heart and soul on high wire. It was meant to fall. Somehow, there's always a reason to feel not good enough. This time, lets make this for good. No point running in circles. Its time to look forward to 2010. New year, new me, new life. I'll keep pursuing happiness.
Remember you promised to tell me when you've found someone better.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Well there's always Saturday nights. There's always Art-Fuck and many more.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Fuck life before life fuck you. Enjoy the rest of this fucked up year. Then make improvisations when 2010 comes.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Like a burning candle, the flame brightens up the room while melting its wax and slowly dying off.
Monday, December 14, 2009
I'm so hungry, but I don't have appetite for even one bite of any kind of food. And my hands are shivering just typing and even holding on to the phone. I can only manage short replies. I need rest but I just can't sleep. Somehow, I'm so pissed. Pain, I really feel like dying. But I have to work tmr morning.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
If I were to tell you everytime I miss you, that would be every single day. But at the same time, I'm doing my best just to stop hoping. Cos you've got so much potential to kill.
Friday, December 11, 2009
I screwed today's Project Management paper. The next paper is in 7 days time. Meanwhile, I need a reward after being a good boy for a few days. NFA Graduation tmr afternoon. And then I'm probably ditching ZoukOut. So what's up tmr peeps? Any other ideas for a Saturday night?
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Today, I woke up from 6 hours of sleep at 8am. But I woke up from 2 years of sleep at 930am.
Today, I realised all this while, topping the class in PSLE and getting top 20% in O levels, I never did it for myself. I've never been interested in my studies and I never really care what I'm gonna work as when I become a working adult one day. I'm doing it for someone who's putting so much hopes in me, someone who has to go through so much pain in her life, someone who has been shedding tears almost everyday, someone I have loved all my life and someone I will always love. I walked a mile in her shoes and I know how it feels. I know I don't show it but only God knows. So I vow to make her smile again. I just want to see her happy and make her proud. Cos no one knows how much this family have gone through.
So yeah, fuck off. I'm busy.
Remember when I walked you home? Remember my promises to you? Please do. While I fulfill it.
Juliet Tan's such a bitch. I really wanna complete my diploma as soon as possible. But come to think of it, withdrawal might be a better option. Cos I don't know if I have the will to go on for 2 more friggin years. And I have to decide by tmr, 930am.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Yesterday was quite a dissapointment. Perhaps, the next time I need more.
That aside, I really have to wake up tomorrow.
Though its true, sometimes I feel the need to apologise for being me, for showing too much.
Maybe you just cross my mind too often.
Friday, December 4, 2009
For all the things I've done, Karma's haunting me. I can see my future, my life crushing down on me. But I've got no one else to blame other than myself. Education's a bitch.
Don't tell me what to do.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
One fucked up day won't fuck the whole week up. I know just how to end the week with a smile. So yeah, pack your bags, leave the house all to myself. I'll be a good boy when next week comes.
Oh, look at ugly me. Waterfug happened last night? Anyways, happy birthday Zaffan Zika. A true brother, a true partner-in-crime.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
It's 10am and I just woke up. I'm supposed to wake up at 7 for work. 5o bucks into the bin! Fark!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Someone I know is slowly becoming someone I knew.
Rule No 5: "Show no love. Love will get you killed."
-Get Rich Or Die Trying
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I've been neglecting something I haved loved since I was only 60 centimetres tall. Here's a little update on my dearest Football. So my torn ACL knee since the 3rd day of raya made me miss big opportunities to grow into a more professional, matured footballer. Yeah, things could be much better if I didn't make that knee-twisting tackle. On the bright side, maybe it could have been worse. Oh, no, I don't think so. I can't think of any sports injury worse than this. Even a fractured leg takes shorter time to recover. So hell yeah!
That incident made me conclude the end of my barely-started career and I decided to pursue a surgery to fix my permanently damaged knee. Unfortunately I got myself fed-up just waiting for my next appointment. My operation supposed to be over already. I'm supposed to be on cruthces now and doing rehab. But the friggin doctors and my own physio seemed to be indifferent about the surgery and they keep delaying appointments. Now I'm beginning to consider not to go for the surgery. They are wasting too much time. And suprisingly I recieve offers from a few clubs despite my injury. Which actually made me re-consider quiting football. Upon National Football Academy Graduation, I'm currently training with Balestier Khalsa FC where the contract is quite appealing. Woodlands Wellingtons FC would give me an instant contract but I decide to ditch the Rams instead. Yeah, money makes footballers go round. And a few compatriots are pulling me into Gombak United but I think, maybe, I'll just stay put at Balestier. I played one friendly for them and trained once with them. One only. Haha! Thats when I twisted my already injured knee real bad. I woke up this morning with a swollen knee, as big as Shadam's.
Now it's back to limping everyday, back to icing everynight and back to awkward sleeping positions. Just like 3 months ago. Used to this, no worries. Balestier have appointed a few players for medical check-up including me tmr morning. So I'll be limping my way to Yio Chu Kang very early tmr. It's pre-season and beep test comes instantly upon passing the medical, which I doubt I will pass with a useles knee like this one. So sign me or not, I'm just giving Football a chance. The outcome doesn't matter. I think I already got one foot back into Football.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Time changed us. I can't make you happy anymore. I can't see you smile again like old times. But to know that far away, you're happy now, smiling, is at least good enough. I had my heartaches but I still remember our good times. Maybe that one great mistake caused it all. Maybe it was never mean't to be. I swear I never wanted to let go. But I really tried to mend things. I put my heart and soul on high wire. It was meant to fall. Somehow, there's always a reason to feel not good enough. This time, lets make this for good. No point running in circles. Its time to look forward to 2010. New year, new me, new life. I'll keep pursuing happiness.
Remember you promised to tell me when you've found someone better.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Well there's always Saturday nights. There's always Art-Fuck and many more.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Fuck life before life fuck you. Enjoy the rest of this fucked up year. Then make improvisations when 2010 comes.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Like a burning candle, the flame brightens up the room while melting its wax and slowly dying off.
Monday, December 14, 2009
I'm so hungry, but I don't have appetite for even one bite of any kind of food. And my hands are shivering just typing and even holding on to the phone. I can only manage short replies. I need rest but I just can't sleep. Somehow, I'm so pissed. Pain, I really feel like dying. But I have to work tmr morning.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
If I were to tell you everytime I miss you, that would be every single day. But at the same time, I'm doing my best just to stop hoping. Cos you've got so much potential to kill.
Friday, December 11, 2009
I screwed today's Project Management paper. The next paper is in 7 days time. Meanwhile, I need a reward after being a good boy for a few days. NFA Graduation tmr afternoon. And then I'm probably ditching ZoukOut. So what's up tmr peeps? Any other ideas for a Saturday night?
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Today, I woke up from 6 hours of sleep at 8am. But I woke up from 2 years of sleep at 930am.
Today, I realised all this while, topping the class in PSLE and getting top 20% in O levels, I never did it for myself. I've never been interested in my studies and I never really care what I'm gonna work as when I become a working adult one day. I'm doing it for someone who's putting so much hopes in me, someone who has to go through so much pain in her life, someone who has been shedding tears almost everyday, someone I have loved all my life and someone I will always love. I walked a mile in her shoes and I know how it feels. I know I don't show it but only God knows. So I vow to make her smile again. I just want to see her happy and make her proud. Cos no one knows how much this family have gone through.
So yeah, fuck off. I'm busy.
Remember when I walked you home? Remember my promises to you? Please do. While I fulfill it.
Juliet Tan's such a bitch. I really wanna complete my diploma as soon as possible. But come to think of it, withdrawal might be a better option. Cos I don't know if I have the will to go on for 2 more friggin years. And I have to decide by tmr, 930am.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Yesterday was quite a dissapointment. Perhaps, the next time I need more.
That aside, I really have to wake up tomorrow.
Though its true, sometimes I feel the need to apologise for being me, for showing too much.
Maybe you just cross my mind too often.
Friday, December 4, 2009
For all the things I've done, Karma's haunting me. I can see my future, my life crushing down on me. But I've got no one else to blame other than myself. Education's a bitch.
Don't tell me what to do.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
One fucked up day won't fuck the whole week up. I know just how to end the week with a smile. So yeah, pack your bags, leave the house all to myself. I'll be a good boy when next week comes.
