I have a very tough life here.

My GPA is too high. Every time I mention it to a prof, they faint from hearing it. MyUcla crashes every time I load my transcript.

Then there's my body. I'm too handsome. I'm forced to wear full clothing and shades all the time becacuse whenever girls see my eyes or my forearms or my legs, they instantly abandon their boyfriends and ask me to father their children.

Then there's my bank account. Every day, I have to fly over to Federal Reserve to ensure that the economy doesn't crash because of the size of my account. The Secretary of Treasury has to be warned every time I use Apple Pay.

At last there's my brain. It's so dazzingly fast and powerful that I know every skill better than everyone who ever lived. Companies have been battling each other to let me work for them. They are taking loans 12 times their revenue to hire me.

Ugh. Life sucks so much!

Year/Gender: Irrelevant because I can time travel and morph my body according to my will.