I look back at my life.
My life is a worthless one.
I look back at my terrible life.
Age 0. The umbilical cord chokes me and I pass through the birth canal with a fashionable scarf.
Age 3. My parents drop me while failing "upsy-daisy" and I had an encounter with death, and end up getting 4 stitches.
Age 10. High fever from vaccination. First loss in my life.
Age 12. Graduation ceremony of elementary school. Only my name gets read out loud incorrectly.
Age 13. First time girlfriend. Lasts for 30 minutes.
Age 14. On a field trip, I get left alone in central park. I literally got ignored.
Age 15. Graduation ceremony of junior high school. Only my name gets read out loud incorrectly.
Age 17. Yet another crush. I get a new girlfriend. However, it lasts 10 minutes, breaking my own record.
Age 18. College entrance examination. I spell my name incorrectly on the answer sheet.
Ugh, what a terrible life...
... ... At least I thought so... ...
But looking back on it, am I making it too big of a deal?
Maybe I think my life is bad because I constantly tell myself so.
Maybe, looking at it from a 3rd person point of view, it may not appear to be as terrible as I see it.
Oh, maybe I was fortunate, at least more than I thought...
Well, I guess it was worth it because I got to experience the pre-death flashback of my life which made me realize my life wasn't as bad as it seemed.
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