Everything I say in this post can be backed up by Mum, Dad, Grandparents, Auntie and BIL - who agree with me wholeheartedly.
I am taller, slimmer, generally prettier and a happier person than my sister.
I managed to do very well with regard to intellect, social skills and the ability to not be a completely insensitive bitch.
I have better taste in music, clothes, jewellery... well, just better taste in general!
I have MUCH better teeth and marginally better eyesight (though I still need glasses - stylish ones of course!)
I'm great at sports, I keep fit, I have a rather good singing voice, I'm a performer at heart, I have the ability to dance and I'm a dab hand at sewing and knitting.
I could go on - the list really is endless.
My sister (who is younger by several years) managed to get buckteeth that her lips can barely cover, a fashion sense that makes her look like someone took a goth, shot them in the face with a makeup gun and then dressed them as a homeless person, a singing voice that makes her sound like she's murdering several kittens with a hammer and a neverending love for Evanescence and ONLY Evanescence. Seriously - that's all she'll listen to. Ever.
Just so everyone knows - I don't get on with my sister after she refused to visit my mother in hospital, then went behind her back to beg our other relatives (that she doesn't see because of another family dispute) for money for her 18th. She demanded £200 off my great-grandmother. Bitch.