100

This is officially FR's 100th post. It's a milestone for sure, but is it meaningful or memorable? Well, I honestly can't say. Out of the 100 posts I've written, most of them are crappy. Perhaps I'm more proud of the number than the content. And that's not exactly the right way to feel about your online diary.

Well, that's fine. If I can't say anything good about FR, then let me use this centennial post as an opportunity to say thank you to all the readers who have dropped by. Also, I'd like to address everyone reading to be good and more importantly, be thankful with what you have. We humans don't have a lot of time on earth, but we waste so much of that time doing the unnecessary or useless. We waste it being non-believers in ourselves or in God. We waste it blaming the world that's getting crazier every moment.

I guess I just want everyone in the world to be better people. Help others. Be kind. Be better listeners. Spare a thought for the weak and less wise. Think before you act or lose your temper. Anything to make the world a better place. You'll never know how your actions will change the things you take for granted.

If anyone needs to laugh, check out this movie trailer, which in my opinion is the funniest I've seen this year. See you in the 101st.

Happy Birthday

I know she's not reading this. But it's her birthday today, so I want to make a wish, and dedicate this song to her. I hope she is happy and well, wherever she is.

Dreaming

It's been a busy week. But I still had time to think of her. Still had her in my mind, though I know I should have forgotten her last year. I still dream of her face, her smile, her eyes....it's not right. I know it's not. But hell no, I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I don't want to forget her. No. I refuse.

But why? I don't know why. I don't know why she keeps appearing in my mind. I don't know why I keep making happy illusions of her and me in my head. I don't know why I keep looking for her face in the crowd. I just do. Call it a disease, call it a distraction. I don't know or care. The fact is, we all have to indulge in something. This is my indulgence. And I'll suffer alone if I have to.

Hmm, it may seem like I'm so alone. Well, I am. Always have been. Even from the time anyone who have visited this blog has known me, I've been alone. Perhaps it's my fate to be that way. And sometimes I embrace it. Sometimes it's good to be alone. But not all the time. And I think I've dealt with it quite well.

I just wish I could meet her one more time. This girl. This unique girl, who caught my attention the first time I saw her. The girl who matters, and yet does not, or shouldn't. I want to see her again, just to know who she really is. That's all.

On a different note, I just saw some amazing artwork on youtube. Some of the artwork I had already seen a few years back. A really classy presentation, I must say. Kudos to the presenter, she really is talented.

I've been mulling over an idea on making a third blog, but I'm still divided equally over going with it, and not. Rest assured, it'll be Familiar;)

Damn It

It's been one hell of a week. First off, I got verbally abused by a condo owner on Monday, all because he doesn't understand how to read his statement (he is illiterate by the way). I've been verbally abused before during my job here at the condominium, but this is the first time someone used the F-word on me. But it's okay, because as long as he doesn't try to cause any damage or harm to anyone, I'm not afraid.

Then on Wednesday, a resident who had her water supply cut because her ex-husband didn't pay the maintenance charges threatened to burn the building down. Of course, we knew she wouldn't actually do it, but giving her back the supply doesn't quite solve the problem regarding the long outstanding debt. It's amazing how some people can just choose to disappear when they don't care about paying up anymore. But then, it's either fight or flight in our crazy world, so I get it. Really.

The worst part of my week however, is the existence of a virus in my computer at home. It keeps messing with my connection. So frankly, I don't know how long will it be before it gets cut off again.

That being said, I bid you farewell now. Happy Easter.