I've had enough of the daily grind. I hope I win the lottery soon.
My job seems to be at a dead end.
Max's boss seems to be a very evil person, but deep down he's not that bad.
The storm seems to be dying down. Maybe we'll be able to play tennis tomorrow after all.
I need something to quench my thirst. This bottle of water should do the trick.
Max is pretty down and out. He has lost his job, car, and home.
Everything I spent on guitar lessons was just money down the drain. I can't play a thing.
Whenever I ask for the information, they say they're working on it. I think they're just dragging their feet.
I know the answer to that question, but I'm drawing a blank.
Man, I'm tired of school. I think I'll drop out and do a little traveling.