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.
Okay, firstly steamboat with the Westwoodians at Kiong's was almost awesome. It would be awesome if we had not played that stupid Circle Of Death game.
And people, stop asking. Yeah, I can walk already. Don't stop me from working. I'm doing just fine. I've been drinking everyday without fail for a week already. I don't know why. I should stop or I'll become an alcoholic real soon. Or shouldn't I?
So Sunday was birthday. Yeah, who cares. I don't really celebrate birthdays to be honest. Went to chill at Taka garden right after work. Shadam hooked us up with Bacardi he got from work. Finished the whole big bottle in 5minutes. So brother bear and me were already high even before we reached there. And then we kept drinking with the rest for hours. All kinds of alcohol. Smirnoff, Amsterdam, Tiger and many more. Then I woke up and found myself laying on the floor in the middle of town. That was 6 am. I went straight to work with bro, Ali, Hafiz, Heidi and Ila. Worked OT for 13 hours in total. Mad! That was the most tiring day of work ever, without doubt.
So I had 17 hours of peaceful sleep after that. Hah! Worse than babi. And exam's at 9am later. Just a few more hours to go. This will be the biggest paper in my entire time spent at Ngee Ann. And guess what. I've not started studying yet. Its fuckin 12midnight already. Srew me!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Seems as if my wardrobe's been robbed. Again. Where are my clothes?! I have to get myself a new set of clothes.
Top: Dim Mak? RVCA? Quolomo? (Ok, I want all 3.) Jeans: Boot-Cut from Pull and Bear? Or try Nudie/Cheap Monday? Shoes: Toms? Or another Vans?
And fuck! I used to have variety of slippers. Almost all stolen. Midnight thieves, go fuck yourselves!
And yeah I wanna MP3. Music's been my loyal companion.
So where do I dig for that much money? Can I work when I can't even walk? FML. But I'll probably be able to walk in about 1 or 2 weeks so I need job offers, people!
And fuck yeah, I think I wasted my time doing decently for the previous common test. Cause this time round, this attitude of mine I screwed up all papers.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Yo, peeps! This is a must see! This is
what they actually did to my knee.
Fcuk fcuk fcuk! Freakingly digusting!
And I only found out now. Eeee!!!
Warning: Not for the faint-hearted.
No. Fcuk it pussies! Just watch!
And go search for "ACL recon animation" on youtube. I can't embed that one. It is more detailed and clearer view. Damn! I didn't know they literally drilled through my bones various times! Okay, enough already. I've been watching ACL videos all night. I really need to start studying now!
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Its Calvin Harris' debut. Wrong timing dude. I can't possibly be ready for the weekend. :(
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
-nuratikaabdullah.tumblr on 26.01.10
Just in case you're wondering, this is how stinky I look after staying at home, stuck in my room, almost everyday.
Suppose school is hell for me. The slopes, the overhead bridge, the hills and the long stretches of staircases. On Monday, I was pespiring the whole day and I got blisters from using this crutches. That day made me swore I dont wanna go to school anymore. But today proved life as a handicapped doesn't have to be that hard. Though I don't like the attention and the uneccassary stares, I found out 'needy' students like me have the privilage of calling the guards to drive their buggy to wherever I wanna go in school. They are like my personal drivers. And, and, a good old friend of mine drove me back home in his 2-seater PORSCHE. Woooo! Sumpah best giler! (Fariss Haiqel Boulala likes this x101) I wanted to snap some photos but this friend of mine step low-profile so I didn't, also being the reason why I'm not revealing his name. (Y)
I miss a lot of things.
I miss midnight trips to Boon Lay Nasi Lemak Power.
I miss football.
I miss walking.
I miss hanging out with my friends.
I miss a lot of people.
I miss Zouk.
And I'm gonna fcukin miss Calvin Harris.
A text message woke me up last night and I couldn't go back to sleep in peace. I just hope everything's gonna be fine, or at least somewhere near fine. Anyways, just in case the worst case scenario has to happen, I'm gonna miss Dam2 too. You better take real good care of yourself in there. Besides, I might have to endure the same experience anytime soon.
Okay people, till then, take care. Don't take drugs. Or vice versa.
Okay, firstly steamboat with the Westwoodians at Kiong's was almost awesome. It would be awesome if we had not played that stupid Circle Of Death game.
And people, stop asking. Yeah, I can walk already. Don't stop me from working. I'm doing just fine. I've been drinking everyday without fail for a week already. I don't know why. I should stop or I'll become an alcoholic real soon. Or shouldn't I?
So Sunday was birthday. Yeah, who cares. I don't really celebrate birthdays to be honest. Went to chill at Taka garden right after work. Shadam hooked us up with Bacardi he got from work. Finished the whole big bottle in 5minutes. So brother bear and me were already high even before we reached there. And then we kept drinking with the rest for hours. All kinds of alcohol. Smirnoff, Amsterdam, Tiger and many more. Then I woke up and found myself laying on the floor in the middle of town. That was 6 am. I went straight to work with bro, Ali, Hafiz, Heidi and Ila. Worked OT for 13 hours in total. Mad! That was the most tiring day of work ever, without doubt.
So I had 17 hours of peaceful sleep after that. Hah! Worse than babi. And exam's at 9am later. Just a few more hours to go. This will be the biggest paper in my entire time spent at Ngee Ann. And guess what. I've not started studying yet. Its fuckin 12midnight already. Srew me!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Seems as if my wardrobe's been robbed. Again. Where are my clothes?! I have to get myself a new set of clothes.
Top: Dim Mak? RVCA? Quolomo? (Ok, I want all 3.) Jeans: Boot-Cut from Pull and Bear? Or try Nudie/Cheap Monday? Shoes: Toms? Or another Vans?
And fuck! I used to have variety of slippers. Almost all stolen. Midnight thieves, go fuck yourselves!
And yeah I wanna MP3. Music's been my loyal companion.
So where do I dig for that much money? Can I work when I can't even walk? FML. But I'll probably be able to walk in about 1 or 2 weeks so I need job offers, people!
And fuck yeah, I think I wasted my time doing decently for the previous common test. Cause this time round, this attitude of mine I screwed up all papers.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Yo, peeps! This is a must see! This is
what they actually did to my knee.
Fcuk fcuk fcuk! Freakingly digusting!
And I only found out now. Eeee!!!
Warning: Not for the faint-hearted.
No. Fcuk it pussies! Just watch!
And go search for "ACL recon animation" on youtube. I can't embed that one. It is more detailed and clearer view. Damn! I didn't know they literally drilled through my bones various times! Okay, enough already. I've been watching ACL videos all night. I really need to start studying now!
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Its Calvin Harris' debut. Wrong timing dude. I can't possibly be ready for the weekend. :(
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
-nuratikaabdullah.tumblr on 26.01.10
Just in case you're wondering, this is how stinky I look after staying at home, stuck in my room, almost everyday.
Suppose school is hell for me. The slopes, the overhead bridge, the hills and the long stretches of staircases. On Monday, I was pespiring the whole day and I got blisters from using this crutches. That day made me swore I dont wanna go to school anymore. But today proved life as a handicapped doesn't have to be that hard. Though I don't like the attention and the uneccassary stares, I found out 'needy' students like me have the privilage of calling the guards to drive their buggy to wherever I wanna go in school. They are like my personal drivers. And, and, a good old friend of mine drove me back home in his 2-seater PORSCHE. Woooo! Sumpah best giler! (Fariss Haiqel Boulala likes this x101) I wanted to snap some photos but this friend of mine step low-profile so I didn't, also being the reason why I'm not revealing his name. (Y)
I miss a lot of things.
I miss midnight trips to Boon Lay Nasi Lemak Power.
I miss football.
I miss walking.
I miss hanging out with my friends.
I miss a lot of people.
I miss Zouk.
And I'm gonna fcukin miss Calvin Harris.
A text message woke me up last night and I couldn't go back to sleep in peace. I just hope everything's gonna be fine, or at least somewhere near fine. Anyways, just in case the worst case scenario has to happen, I'm gonna miss Dam2 too. You better take real good care of yourself in there. Besides, I might have to endure the same experience anytime soon.
Okay people, till then, take care. Don't take drugs. Or vice versa.
