dinner talk creates a knotting stomach

My parents always talk about something BW (my old high school) related. I hate it. Today at dinner, they were talking about BW improvements, which turned into what needs to be done for the students to get into better colleges, which instantly gave me the worst feeling inside. I'm not at the college that I would like to be at (actually, my last choice out of nine schools) due to money reasons and an awful high school academic experience. It's complicated, and I think it's sad the way my life is going right now. I'm unhappily living the alleged "best four years" of my life, but I'm managing. Lately, I've been channeling my energy into getting stuff together to study abroad during the spring 2013 semester (either Scotland or Wales!) and I'm pretty damn thrilled about it. Come junior year, I'll be in an apartment with some of my friends from school, God willing (not religious). I'm hoping things will get better. They have to. I can't keep living like this.