What a weird life

My life is a crazy thing. Thankfully I was born at a time well after the civil rights movement and such, and people were generally nice and religious in the sense that they tried their best to treat each other with respect. I remember just feeling safe and dreaming of all kinds of things I'd be able to do when I was a grown up. I sat on my room's floor thinking about becoming a scientist of some kind. That's all I wanted. I didn't think about race. I looked at scientists on tv, bill nye, spidey, dexter's lab, doc brown, apollo thirteen astronauts, and I wanted that to be me some day.

Now the truth, the cold reality, has been exposed to me at last. I'm not smart enough... I'm a drop out. I don't know what a strawman is... And worst of all I'm black so it'll be ten times as hard for me to get anywhere.

But there's hope. I've one last hope and it's this airforce thing... I swear if I get in, I'll hold nothing back. I can feel it inside me, this monster, it's the person I would have been if I never gave up. He's godlike. me as I am now, I'm pathetic... might as well be in jail... life, jail, no difference for me...

And then there's Barack Obama. I don't know the guy, but what he's doing will change everything, stir up a lot of discussion in the future over who we black americans really are... Is he just acting white? Is the fight for equality over? Why do black people continue to promote gangster culture when someone like that could never become pres? We just haven't really woken up yet. no way. No one thought this black man would be there in the white house. It hasn't even been fully acknowledged yet by the populous.

When it is, though, get ready for some kind of insane stuff, man...