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.
Sorry for not updating. Some things are just better left unsaid. Its been an adventure lately. Just when you thought you know life well enough, you start to learn much much more every single day. Life's so beautiful. I thank God for everything and everyone I have. I appreciate every blessing and every knock down make me stand up stronger. So I thank God for that too. Besides, everything happens for a reason. For good reasons, I believe so. Well, its hard to smile these days. But I know one day I'll be where I want to be. I know this long moment of downturn in my life only means that something bright is waiting for me in the future. If there's anymore strength left in me, its faith. Nothing is as stubborn as my guts. Yeah, currently I'm nobody. No school, no job, no money. And still no girlfriend. Haha! 19 years single and still running. Proud of myself. But its ironic how I have nothing but more and more stuffs start crawling in my brain. I want something to do. Something to keep me committed. I miss competitive football. I miss my childhood dream. Too bad I can't play like I used to anymore. If I can't get a good job anytime soon, I want to get myself to serve the nation as soon as possible. That will surely keep me occupied. For now, I really need something. Maybe a getaway. Sometimes my temptations take control of me. Till then, take care peeps.
Sweet disposition
Never too soon
Oh reckless abandon
Like no one's watching you
A moment, a love,
a dream, a laugh,
a kiss, a cry,
our rights, our wrongs
Just stay there
Cause I'll be coming over
And while our bloods still young
Its so young
It runs
And I wont stop till its over
Wont stop till you surrender
Songs of desperation
I played them for you
A moment, a love,
a dream, a laugh,
a kiss, a cry,
our rights, our wrongs
- Temper Trap-Sweet Disposition
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Dear love, if I make you my first, will you be my last?
Sorry for not updating. Some things are just better left unsaid. Its been an adventure lately. Just when you thought you know life well enough, you start to learn much much more every single day. Life's so beautiful. I thank God for everything and everyone I have. I appreciate every blessing and every knock down make me stand up stronger. So I thank God for that too. Besides, everything happens for a reason. For good reasons, I believe so. Well, its hard to smile these days. But I know one day I'll be where I want to be. I know this long moment of downturn in my life only means that something bright is waiting for me in the future. If there's anymore strength left in me, its faith. Nothing is as stubborn as my guts. Yeah, currently I'm nobody. No school, no job, no money. And still no girlfriend. Haha! 19 years single and still running. Proud of myself. But its ironic how I have nothing but more and more stuffs start crawling in my brain. I want something to do. Something to keep me committed. I miss competitive football. I miss my childhood dream. Too bad I can't play like I used to anymore. If I can't get a good job anytime soon, I want to get myself to serve the nation as soon as possible. That will surely keep me occupied. For now, I really need something. Maybe a getaway. Sometimes my temptations take control of me. Till then, take care peeps.
Sweet disposition
Never too soon
Oh reckless abandon
Like no one's watching you
A moment, a love,
a dream, a laugh,
a kiss, a cry,
our rights, our wrongs
Just stay there
Cause I'll be coming over
And while our bloods still young
Its so young
It runs
And I wont stop till its over
Wont stop till you surrender
Songs of desperation
I played them for you
A moment, a love,
a dream, a laugh,
a kiss, a cry,
our rights, our wrongs
- Temper Trap-Sweet Disposition
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Dear love, if I make you my first, will you be my last?