This morning when I ate the after left pizza for my breakfast, I realized that...
The chili in the flaming tuna pizza I ate couldn't be removed,
That thing made me understand my life...
The chili is the same as the bad events in my life. It is hard to remove them, so why do not I accept them as they are? In fact, that is why the pizza is called "flaming", and that is why my life is called "Carolina's life" :).
Anyways, I am contented with some recent experiences I had. Thanks for the someone who has helped me a lot and gave me abundance of advices :)
