Serenity

Life is like a box of chocolates – a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that no one ever asks for. It is unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. Hence, you are stuck with mostly undefinable whipped mint crap, mindlessly wolfed down when there is nothing else to eat. Most definitely, once in a while you get strawberry cream or toffee delight but it is all gone too fast and the taste is fleeting. In the end, you are left with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth shattering nuts, which if you are desperate enough to eat, leaves nothing but an empty box of useless brown paper.

Please refer to: http://amielee.wordpress.com/2006/01/03/all-about-me/