Wednesday, January 21, 2015

YOU READ MY DIARY

I'm probably classified as a hoarder. I tend to keep little things from my past in hopes that it's relevant in the future. Okay, exaggeration, I'm a intellectual property hoarder. As long as I can remember I try to keep track of my thoughts, often time by writing them down--I run this blog for crying out loud! You know I'm a hoarder.

Anyways, tomorrow I'm going to wake up bright and early to get in line to meet Obama. I got my ticket the other day after a 4 hour wait in line and I'm ready for round 2 except the President will be there.

I've kept diaries on and off since I stopped being illiterate back around 2004. When President Obama was elected the first time I was 9 years old and you know I documented it.

Here are my thoughts on Obama going from Barry to POTUS.

(I took out the extra dramatic borderline offensive things I put about someone, I was 9 and it was a diary) 
If you can't read it in my chicken scratch it says:
"Dear Diary,
OBAMA WON! Oh yea! That's right Nov. 4, 2008 10:03 pm ct Barack H. Obama became president. I will not slack in school! I will sooo get Barack's autograph!"

I know what you're thinking "this post needs some salt!" but having the President of the United States in walking distance made me dig up my old thoughts and share them, and maybe in another 7 years I'll dig up this blog post and share it with some other people.