Dear sister--
I was going to ask you to be civil, but it's a bit late for that. The moment you got in the car, the insults started. According to your world-view, I'm ugly, fat, lazy and stupid, because I don't feel the need to spend four hours on my hair, clothes and makeup every day, don't carry bags with enormous designer (or Victoria's Secret) logos on them and because I'm not naturally a twig. When did you get so shallow?

Whatever, b!tch. I'm on track for straight A's for my first quarter of grad school and I don't actually care about what you think about my t-shirt and jeans wardrobe and lack of makeup. And my bike and I have loads of fun, something I don't think you'll ever understand.

Hopefully I'll end up in California or somewhere where I won't be obligated to deal with you during holidays.