Whine, whine, whine
Fergie is right (one of the few times we will agree on anything), you have it easy. Reduced, if not free room and board, food, heat, electricity. Heck, I wasn't even
allowed to have a car of my own until I moved out. Wait till you move out and life bitch slaps you right up the side of the head
When I was your age, we walked, biked, used a motorcycle, or begged to use the family car. Since the later always involved lot's of groveling, it was avoided at all cost.
Lucky bastard has his own car and all he can do is complain about it
Enjoy it while you can!