I think my sister & I are from different planets (or, more realistically, from different parents). Seriously, write the tell-all book on this:

• She’s so cool, pretty, fashion-forward, amazing, popular, etc. She’s like Zooey Deschanel minus the douchery behavior.
• And me, well… I’m sitting here wearing a plaid nightgown reviewing Ezra Pound and writing annotated notes like a boss obsessively.

obviously i’m the cool one