Work, work, work, work.. I can't imagine doing this for the rest of my life.

Sometimes, I question myself, 'Is this how I want to live for the rest of my life?' No excitement, no significant memories, just a monotonous lifestyle, me getting on people's nerves, guests getting on my nerves.. *rolls eyes at these thoughts*

I need Starbucks!
I need $.
I need the weather to be great!
I need booze.

It's quite saddening that I'm already tired of my life now. yuck.