I'm turning into one of those melodramatic livejournal writers. those ones that everyone hates because all they ever do is complain about "how crappy my life is". I live in a house where my parents provide everything. They're paying for college, they paid for my car, they pay for EVERYTHING. And here i sit, complaing about my girlfriend, my "shitty" job, etc. What do i have to complain about? what's wrong with my life? i'm going to the 4th best engineering college in the country! i've got an amazing girlfriend! I have the best friend i could ask for! i have nice parents!
i still complain.
What's wrong with me? ;)