Durians 。。。

  Dinner with mother, a man and another man.

  Thank God for giving me the will to stop myself from pouring the glass of beer on him and fuck the whole place up.

  In the middle of discussion, suddenly he began talking about how he took motorbike and went for grilled  chicken wings, how he stole durians from his university. Seriously? Durians and chicken wings?

  I guess I can never understand why. This is not the first time I thought about this matter, but am sure that this won't be the last. By telling yourselves that you can't change others, change yourselves worked well, but still, when there just aren't enough room for changes, or even a change, you'll just have to accept, and that's not something easy. It's a lesson everyone has to learn.

  But, I prefer killing them.

Yves