From the Vault: Fortune Telling

I haven't posted for awhile. I've been a bit busy lately. To get the ball rolling again, here's a gem from the old scrapbook.


From the header of the paper, this was a "make-believe diary" of what I thoughts I would be doing ten years from the time I filled it out. So, here's what nine-year-old Brett thought nineteen-year-old Brett's day would be like. I'm reprinting them here for clarity and for spelling correctness:

7:00	I will be going to college.
8:00	I will be going to classes.
9:00	In computer room.
10:00	Going to vet (veterinary) school.
11:00	In artist class.
12:00	I will be eating at Arby's.
1:00	In library.
2:00	In scientist school.
3:00	Watching television.
4:00	Eating dinner.
5:00	Getting ready to go to arcade.
6:00	Going to the video arcade.
7:00	In the video arcade.

First off, I love the spellings/misspellings. Sintest school? Arabys?

But my favorites have to be my plans for the last three timeslots. That's three documented hours dedicated to the arcade. There's a full hour just to prepare (probably doing some kind of hand stretching). Another hour to get there. And at least one hour playing games. I have to assume there would be a fourth hour to get home. There's also probably an undocumented fifth hour to cool down from the intense gaming. And I have to think nineteen-year-old Brett wouldn't invest four hours in arcade warm-up/cool-down/travel for a single hour at the arcade. Surely there's another hour or two of gaming. That's six or seven hours or arcade! Where on earth would I find to time to keep up with my art school studies?