I think I’ve said I’ll be rich or I’ll retire at 30 so much it’s become realistic; not because it’s going to happen but because the familiarity of the statement has made me and the people around me who hear it, conversant with it and now it’s moving slowly from a notion to an idea and hopefully after my bank robbery, it will be a fact. Why do I want to retire early or be rich? Why not? I see all these flashy cars and I don’t see why I shouldn’t have one now? Why wait till you’re 40 to drive a new car and the 50 something to drive your dream car?
I’m a typical bad boy. The worst and I want to give a girl a phone, not just anyone but an ‘underwear-dropping’ one. I want to go to some catering/culinary school when I’m 29 so I can be a house-husband - cooking and playing video games. Picking up the kids from school and always making sure we have the best cuisine. This is not a dream. Certainly not a big one if it is, it’s the plan. The dream is to marry someone who loves me as much as I love her.
Guys! love isn’t something we should search for, let’s get money, let’s love money because the standard is high. Girls in 4x4, doesn’t that intimidate? National Service and the jobs that we do after don’t pay well and it’s a system that we might get trapped in easily. Especially when you’re dreaming of being promoted. It never comes like that. Even if it does, you’re not the lucky one. Sit down and reflect on how simple life would be if you did things you like and got paid for them or if you had all bills paid without working. No office, no boss and no traffic on the way to so-called work. Let’s get money and blow if fast.
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