Waking Up Dreaming

This is my first post and I just wanted to write about my experience as someone who is trying to make it in this hell of a world. By hell I do not mean it in a good way, I literally mean it as this planet is too much. I try to balance life as best as I can, but in the end all I truly care about is money. I don't mean like money is the only thing that motivates me, but it does give me the motivation to keep moving and go to work. I try to workout and go to school and work, but it always comes down to "what do you care the most?" That to me is the hardest question, I love looking ripped and getting money and getting good grades, but at times I don't see the point of getting good grades, a 4.0 GPA is nice but what is truly the point. Half of the places I would want to work at I only want to work there for the money, work for five years and do my own thing, not have to deal with anybody but myself. I would be happy just traveling and meeting new people who I don't have to be fake to. That's what you get for being raised in NYC, a competitive environment where if you don't grind hard you end up in the streets, begging for money. I'm starting to take my money and putting them into different assets, make a decent return every year and not have to worry about too many things. That's one of my biggest challenges in life, becoming rich, and to be honest I see so many idiots becoming rich that it motivates me to actually just do it. It's not just with money, but with things like building a nice physique as well. I mean I have a nice physique already, I just need to take it a step further and transform myself into someone that no one knows and is admired by many.