A note to my 19 year old self
At 19 years of age, I was in the army. To me back then, there were 2 kinds of guys. Clubbers and non-clubbers. I mean logically how could any guy resist? We were in camp 5 days a week training for stuff or doing things that we had the least interest to do but had no choice. It was all about the weekends and how much your pay allowance can handle. Being on the sidelines when I saw how my clubber peers blew their allowances scared me quite a bit. These people had already spent all their money for the month by mid of the month and were quite literally borrowing money from their closer peers for canteen breaks. At that age, I never really understood why they had to do all that but with time I understood it was all about the ladies and lust. We were guys right? However, in my own world, to me it was never acceptable to have no buffer or what grown-ups call an emergency fund. I attribute it to the fact that my mother taught us really well when we were younger, maybe in primary scho...