Lady luck is very elusive. Every game week, you court her with high hopes of turning into a millionaire.
You spend your pocket money in this probability test in which the house always wins. You’ve become an expert at predictions, but you’re not a millionaire yet.
It is high time you quit, Gitau! That jackpot might come to you on Jesus’s return day.
A new year is here, comrades. Unfortunately for us, the slate is not as clean. The writing on the wall is painfully familiar, and I suspect we might have to continue combating the same issues we’ve struggled with over the years. Brokenness is almost certain to befriend you this year, and if dating is your forte, expect to get stuck in yet another relationship of convenience this year. As usual, your studies will take the backseat until exam time. Here are some tough but necessary resolutions that will make the next 12 months in campus count.
Helb, the helper Helb helps, but only to enhance stinginess. Most comrades end up squandering the money, telling themselves that it is money they did not break a sweat for. A week after it has been disbursed, students disbar its existence. This needs to change. I hope you will hire a financial analyst to help you avoid squandering the ‘comrades salary.’
