Philly day 1... Wanna go home

I want to go home. My sister spent forever in the car talking about how she wears a size 2 or 3 now. How her friend asked to borrow clothes and they were too small on her. WTF. I just want to hide and cry. I feel like shit. Then how her and mom went shopping and shE got all this clothes but one pair of pants she couldn't get because they didn't have a small enough size. This fuels any anger I have so much- I'm going to explode soon. Plus she didn't eat anything the whole ride. I had an apple and now feel horrible. I want Monday to come so badly.

Another thing that is pissing me off. Keeps saying 'my mom' it's like I don't even exist. Then bragging about her grades. Also saying how when she graduates she's only going to make 40k. Shut the fuck up. I only made 30k and I'm fine. Why is she complaining?!