Three years ago, I was dumped by my first love in my life. I was so depressed that I even lost 15 lbs. I was horrible skinny, and could only sleep for 2 hours a day; I was drunk or acting stupid most of the time…

At that time, my best friend who I hadn’t spoke for years (wuups .. that’s another story) invited me to go Europe to visit her. I was thinking about what would be worse…

So I said goodbye to my lovely ex, and spent another “Oboe” to Belgium..

……then I got food poison in Greece (that’s a really nasty experience)…. I was thinking about what would be worse…

……then I had an awful car accident in another island two days later (that even hurt my armpit)…

…….then I was thinking about what would be worse..

……then my friend bought a wrong Hydrogen peroxide which was actually a 90% industrial alcohol and poured on my wound….

I couldn’t lay down my arm the rest of the day.

I started to believe that something worse would really happen.

My doctor just told me a bad news about my stupid braces. I really amazed myself actually hope something worse happen, and then I can probably make fun of this fxxking braces in the future.

Well, I broke my back two months ago when I was in Japan, and I was refused to an awesome project by an excellent company last month,

Hum…  

I know this is not the worst.