When I was your age

When I was 1, my mom had hard time giving birth to me caused my head was too big.

When I was 2, I began to walk.

When I was 3, my head looked disproportionally big compared to my body.

When I was 4, um…can’t remember.

When I was 5, I got lost in the countryside and the whole family looked for me.

When I was 6, I joined kinder garden soccer team.

When I was 7, I drew, and my artwork was hanging on the wall in the classroom.

When I was 8, I began to study hard.

When I was 9, I was fascinated with dodge ball caused the carton Danpei was popular.

When I was 10, I drew my firs comic book, titled basketball king.

When I was 11, I had my first dunk in elementary school.

When I was 12, I passed the test for a private school yet missed the test for art class at the same day, I chose a different path.

When I was 13, I grew to 170.

When I was 14, I dreamed about becoming the first Taiwanese NBA player ever and grew to 200cm.

When I was 15, I applied for Song Shang basketball team but failed.

When I was 16, I liked my English teacher and spent much time studying English.

When I was 17, I couldn’t bend my waist and missed lots of games.

When I was 18, I was diagnosed that I broke my ligament in the left foot and couldn’t play for a year.

When I was 19, I began to write blog.

When I was 20, I thought, damn, I needed to say goodbye to my teenage life.

When I was 21, I started to collect postcards all over the world.

When I was 22, I was confident and active.

When I was 23, I was in the military and had my best physical attribute.

When I was 24, I went to library at least more than 150 days.

When I was 25, I rode motorcycle traveling around Taiwan.

When I was 26, I flew 6700 miles away to explore the world.

When I was 27, I was at the best condition as a basketball player.

When I was 28, I met friends around the world and all I wanted to do was to live at the moment.

When I was 29, I gave up everything for a dream.

When I was 30, I realized the balance of passion, strategy, and life, and the fact that I am no longer categorized in the “young” group.

When I was 31…



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