Happy New Year to one and all!
You know, I just wanna say a big thank you to everyone who's been in my life during 2003. Let me make an effort to list them all. Yes every single stupid one of you. I know you people like to look through lists, find your name and go screaming with excitement.(takes huge breath)

family! (and those... other relatives), camp facils david and carine, teachers: mr fong, ms yap, ms see, mrs nasli, etc..., bonnie, kerri, priscilla, geraldine, shauna and her sis, weiqi, alfred, gabriel, even that morgan, heike, faz, yingpeng, genevieve, yericca, weixin, sweelin, terry, ashwin, yikang, tzehau, leonard, weeloon, liying, chiying, pengrend, alvin, kenneth, gary jason, charlotte, alison, sylvia lee,gary gomez, desmond joe, all the ng brothers, marie, desmond cher, dennis danker, carmel, alexandria,justin, manfred, daniel, matthew, joel, ian, erica, cheryl seah, banglin, shuen, weizheng, amanda lee, tony, clarence wong, clarence aw, the entire executive committee which loves me so much, the malay class, all the st gabs assholes (mirza, kristy raj, emmanuel bangar, emile, ashton haran, ashton skading, shaun, christopher hendricks, leonard john, bird, dominic), the whole of Sec 3 and everyone else who knows me in PCSS... and everyone else? lol..

2003 was one hell of a year. Firstly, it was the most fucked up year in my life.. However, when I look back at it, I'm all 'wow'. Fucked up? But hell I've changed a lot haven't I. Comparing the Daryl of November 2002 and the Daryl of today... all I can say is 'wow'. I'm glad for the change really, I guess it just shows progress.. improvement. Not stagnation at the very least, lol...

This year, well I expect a lot of challenges. I just hope the right people are around to help me when I face them. God's around, He's shown me his presence too many times for me to ever ignore it. I am glad that at least I know He will help. But will you guys? You all know Daryl's available 24/7 via handphone or email, lol, if you guys (you know who you are) need help, just give me a buzz.

No more, no more... Finally I see the chaos in my mind actually beginning to settle down. The Year of the Monkey approaches, and the great Year of the Dragon will now take to the examination halls. There will be tears, and there will be joys. Either way, I really don't think it matters anymore. Academic is just academic. Important as it is, I dont think its worth killing yourselves over it. I just wish all of you the best of luck in your studies, if you wanna crash with me I'll either be in the school canteen or in the church canteen after school hours.

CAN'T YOU GUYS TELL I'M RAMBLING? I'm just typing without realy making sense at all... Just letting the words flow I guess. No more structure.. nothing! WOOoooHOoooooo... Well, I got myself a fever during the countdown mass, and I felt like throwing up during rosary (sheesh). Erica as usual, babied me.. LOL.. Anyway, I haven't slept in about 2 and a half days so I guess thats why my head feels kinda light right now and the fact that my vision's all screwy and that im rambling on and on... I think its time I got off...

Did I mention Happy New Year? Oh.. I did..

[01:25 a.m.]

Wednesday, still my birthday, still 2003 | [An update to my birthday]

sigh. What a birthday so far. It's 830pm, and soon I'll be heading to church for the countdown. i hate new years eve countdown.

what happened? well, lets see... I went out to Plaza Singapura for lunch with my family, a birthday lunch for me. That reminded me of last year's birthday when depressed me further (hey, thanks to everyone who made that birthday the best ever). Arrived at Cafe Cartel to find the place packed. I arrowed my "I told you so" eyes at my father. So, we went to sit outside cafe cartel while waiting for a seat inside. Meanwhile, my youngest brother was showing his temper. This temper lasted throughout the day and effectively ruined my entire birthday. Oh yeah, I got an ulcer while eating my lasagne(sp?).

So we went home after that, i think we reached home at around 430pm. I went into my room and started tuning my untuned guitar. my father decided to untune it when wiping it for me. well, it was already untuned anyway. so, i reached the last string... and yep.. twangggg... a busted guitar string and a some nice cuts on the back of my fingers because of that. youch. Yipeee.

So now I'm stuck here, waiting for the countdown.. wondering if my birthday this year really means anything to me at all... I have to be grateful to my parents for trying to celebrate this birthday for me... But... I mean, gawd, I feel fucked. I'm dreading the countdown. Not because of the end of my birthday. Because of everything else.

[08:29 p.m.]

Wednesday, December 31, 2003 | [Happy Birthday]

Congrats to me.. Its my birthday! NOT QUITE.. still 10 minutes more to my actual birth... wanna hear the story?

the story of daryl's birth
almost 15 years ago... daryl's mom was having a difficult time. Why? Well, she's pregnant... and was incredibly happy when the doctor told her so. The birth of her babe was to be on Christmas Day, and so the pain began. Daryl's ever-faithful dad rushed his wife to the hospital, and there the doctors waited for the actual birth. Nothing happened. the doctor's rescheduled the birth for the 30th.

On the 30th, doctors kept an eye on daryl's mother. daryl's father was keeping an eye as well, for he was getting extremely impatient with this new kid of his (and also the fact that this kid of his was already spending his money like crazy with the hospital fees). The whole day they waited, and daryl's mom was happily watching cable on the hospital television.

finally, the clock struck midnight and new year's eve came. the doctor strode into the room and tapped daryl's dad awake.

"Sir, I have bad news."
"What happened?!"
"Nothing. Can we just take him out?"
"About time, just do it then!"

12.53am on New Year's Eve, Daryl Alphonsus Gomes came into the world in the caesarean section... and the angels sang above... wait shit.. wrong story..

[12.43 a.m.]

Monday, 2 days before my birthday, 2003 | [Blogging again!]

Well I'm resurrecting this blog, although I'm not sure about how long it stays alive. I've decided in the end to put in a simple design, and I dont plan to change it for quite some time. As you can well see, I've added in a little disclaimer at the bottom right hand corner so please be sure to read that. One thing I wish from ANYONE who comes here is that I do not want people creating havoc in the guestbook by impersonating others. Like I said no childish behaviour allowed... However, I'm sure you people will behave, no? Anyway, compliments of the season to all of you people out there, and good luck for the new year to all my fellow O level students~

[03:15 p.m.]

Tuesday, August 5, 2003 | [Joke of the Day]

An English taxidermist is sweating his way through the Australian outback when he comes across a bar. He staggers in between the beer swilling locals and in his well educated voice asks the bartender.
"May I have a gin and tonic, please, my good man." One of the locals says to his mates, "Geez, cobbers, what kind of a fucking man's drink is that?" Then, turning to the Englishman, "Hey! You! Yes you, you fucking Pom! Gin and fucking tonic -- are you some fucking kind of a poofter or something?"
"Ac...actually," the englishman, terrified, replies, "I'm a taxidermist." "Oh yeah? And what's a taxidermist then?" "I mount d..d..dead animals." "It's alright, cobbers," says the local, turning to his mates, "He's one of us!"

[07:13 p.m.]