I just let go ...

Of 11,000 Kenya shillings. That, gentlemen, was rent. I felt like someone plunged a serated knife into my lungs and twisted it a few times. I look at the future that waits for me, and I nod my head.
I don't have a girlfriend. I don't pay school fees. I don't have to buy clothes for myself or anyone for that matter.
Yet I have a huge problem managing my money.

Which brings me to the question: How, were our parents able to raise us to the point we have now reached?

Aighhh. I can't think right now. Lets see, today is Tuesday. Way too early in the week.

My previous girlfriend called. Set a very sad mood for the rest of the week with her whining and asking what it is that went wrong. Ok now I need to stop.