What is my life
A couple of months ago, I went to a TEDx talk. A few months before that, I headed to Florida for LeakyCon. Two years previous to that, I went to San Diego for Comic-Con and a week before that, I was in San Francisco for Azkatraz, a Harry Potter symposium.
My older brother, knowing I’ve done all this, told me, “What is your life? All these things you’ve done. Who in Brunei does that?”
In March 2012, Lina and I are heading to the Melbourne International Comedy Festival.
HOLY SHIT. This trip was decided on a whim roughly less than ten days ago. Attending this festival was a spontenous thought of my being on my bed last night, wondering, “Hrm. When the hell is the Melbourne Comedy Fest? Oh! It’s two weeks after I’m in Melbourne. Oh well, BETTER CHANGE THE FREAKING DATE THEN.”
Seriously, guys. What the fuck is my life. How do I keep fulfilling dreams? I want to cry right now, you have no idea.
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