I guess some things are starting to get better now.
Harry MSN’ed me the other day. I was surprised to say the least; I had figured out it is either of the two things. One, Harry had broken up with the boy friend, or two Harry wanted to scold me for something, or both of it.
I was right, they broke up.
In fact, Harry had broke up a few weeks ago, and had been dating this guy that I know.
I thought I had always imagined the scene of the movie Outbreak; dark, creepy, metal-framed bed of a medical facility with someone in a bright florescent protective suit mumbling something through the build in microphone.
Arriving at New York not too long ago, I never thought it would be that easy for me to catch the flu virus. I had pre packed N95 masks, plenty of hand sanitizers, and even make sure the place where I sleep are clean from the virus by anti bacteria sprays, and I spray on my body lots of D&G fragrance (alcohol kills germs, you see).
I know I normally do not post videos, but there is always the first time in doing anything.
It rained again.
Again, it is always the rain that would put me into deep thoughts.
It feels like the rain might have some super power over me I don’t know.
I was having a conversation with David, when he told me that he already got a boy friend now. I should have thought better.
Reading Apollo David’s [post on being kind](http://apolloandhermes.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-be-so-kind.html), I felt the same situation is bestow upon me.
I tried so hard, I really did.
It was a prank that I have pulled that went seriously wrong.
At first, I thought I wanted to see his reaction on how he would see things. Now, I guess I have to change my point of view to a whole new perspective.
I could not sleep last night. Penning my [last entry](http://www.cedricang.com/personal/thoughts-20090427/ “Thoughts”) I was already exhausted, perhaps with what has been going on for the past few months, perhaps with what has been going on lately. I tried to slot in hints on my Facebook, hints that I wasn’t ready for a long distance relationship. I am a ‘closeted’ person. Closeted not that I am not out, but a rather, I prefer to be close to someone, the be able to hug the person, to kiss the person, and in return to be loved.