December 5th, 1995
I awake in my bedroom at around 7 am and stare up at my ceiling for a few moments with a very weird feeling. Fumbling around for my phone that should have fucking got me up at 6:30 I begin to curse. What happened last night? How drunk did i get? who the fuck was I with and why was I back home on my birthday my parents house in my old room. The biggest feeling of deja vu EVER sets in. My mind begins to race, I still cant find my fucking phone. Wiping the sleep that accumulated in my eyes over night, my vision starts to improve. What the fuck is going on? Was it all a dream? Did I read word up magazines? Okay, I'm calming down at this point and chalking it up as a crazy ass dream! Going over the incredibly detailed dream that seemed like it had lasted almost 20 years. I decide to fake sick so I can process all of this information and get it down while its fresh. My dad comes in my room and tells me to get up, he's so young i whisper to myself and my dad asks what i said. I told him that i have the worst stomach cramps and that Ive been on the toilet all night. He tells me to suck it up and he heads off to work. My mom comes in my room about 15 minutes later with my favourite sick meal. Buttered toast and sweetened apple sauce, she looks so lovely and I tell her that. She smiles and checks my forehead for a fever. With the mental combustion going on inside my brain, my forehead is piping hot. She leaves and tells me to get some rest. I muck that plate as its fucking delicious! I then grab a binder and a pen out of my knapsack and begin jotting down things from my dream that are now etched in my long term memory. Luckily at this point I have developed an amazing hybrid of printing and handwriting I have learned from school and my mother.
Luckily, I remember something random on December 6th, 1995... TLC & Hootie & The Blowfish win the 6th Billboard Music Awards. So for the next day, I remain calm and decide to watch the awards with my family making bets to get out of chores for the next few weeks. After they both won, i knew that I had more than a crazy dream. A true epiphany! I played it cool as my memory around this specific time was rather foggy. On January 3rd, 1996, Motorola came out with the first ever flip phone, I laughed and at the point I knew taht I knew things. I decided to keep things hush hush since trying to make billions and solving world problems would be tough in a psych ward for at least a couple years would be tough! So early in 1996 I started my slow and steady path with a calculated plan.
I lived on a nice street in a very affluent area and decided I needed to find someone outside of my family to try and find a long term strategic partner/investor to help grow and accumulate wealth. Along comes Pauly, an elderly man in his late 70's who was super friendly but we didn't really know him well as we were new to the neighbourhood. He had the nicest cars and a milf of a wife in her 40's, total smoke show. I straight up told him that I had a dream about a month ago where I accumulated 20 years worth of memories in a single night on my 10th birthday. He laughed and invited me in as it was freezing out. For a couple hours we sat by the fire place as I went on a tangent of things that I believed to have happened in the world over the next 20 years. He is amused by this and also intrigued that a 10 year old would have this much insight and imagination for innovation and attention to detail. I also told him about sporting championships (or at least the ones i remembered) The date was January 14th, 1996, the day of the AFC and NFC Championship games. I told him that Pittsburgh would win 20-16 over Indy and that Dallas would beat Green Bay 38-27. THIS^ got his attention!!! I would also tell him that the Bulls would beat Seattle 4-2 to win the NBA championship and Jordan would win MVP. I would also tell him that the Avalanche would sweep Florida for the Stanley Cup. The next evening Pauly came over to our house and asked if he could hire me to help him shovel his driveway and build his skating rink. My parents agreed that it would be a good experience for me to learn hard work. I put my hat, coat and mitts on and head over there with him. He was BLOWN away. He asked me how I knew that and all i had to say was that I remembered as Dallas is my favourite team and Pittsburgh was my father favourite team. He then asked me who was going to win the super bowl and I said lets work out a deal here! He was amused and excited for a little old man! He asked me what I wanted out of this "deal" I told him that I wanted to win some money betting on the games/champions that i recalled to start an investment account to build wealth and become a famous philanthropist. He was shocked. So we made a deal to bet $50,000 on the Cowboys to win parlayed with over 41 total PTS if my prediction of Winnipeg moving to Phoenix on Jan 19th was announced on exactly that day! a boom! The NHL announced the news and Pauly flew down to Vegas to make our bet that eventually paid $174,659.00. We then set up a trust account in my name once we reached $1.5M and set me up with $750k in my own account.
I then hired an account manager to handle my investments. We are currently working on a plan still for future stock picks. I am almost ten and a half now and am crushing grade 4!!! Suzie is cute! I think she likes me, she tapped me on the shoulder yesterday and ran away, so i guess its safe to say that we are pretty much together now...
In the summer of 1996, I plan on starting an organization devoted to exposing and advertising future scams from then until 2016 aggressively blowing the whistle on famous scams like BreX, Bernie Madoff and even that fucker, Prince Alyusi Islassis fom Nigeria to save investors/suckers losing their life savings.
I'm going to focus on school, friendships, mental and physical health, helping people less fortunate and just having plain old fun!
Cheers!