Having a list of potentially perfects Bigs in my Lilly planner. I’m a senior in high school. TSM.
Having a list of potentially perfects Bigs in my Lilly planner. I’m a senior in high school. TSM.
The Hunger Games: the game you play the whole month leading up to formal. TSM.
Every Christmas my entire family takes a pictures on the front steps of my grandparent’s house. The same plantation house, where starting back in 1755, a painting or picture has been made every single year. Except the years where all the sons were off being officers in the Confederacy. TSM.
Boyfriend just signed with the Detroit Tigers. Now that I have nothing to worry about, I’m going back to the kitchen. TSM.
Not having a free weekend during wedding season. TSM.
Being a child development major not because of any MRS degree, but because I love children and want to change the world. TSM.
What God forgot to bless will be surgically enhanced. TSM.
Sweetie, you’re not pretty. You’re blonde. There’s a difference. TSM.
Sarah Palin wearing Nike shorts, shooting guns, planning on running for president, and making Todd sandwiches. TSM.
When Hurricane Katrina was about to hit, it was a very stressful time. Not because I live on the coast, but because of all of Daddy’s oil rigs in the Gulf. I still got a brand new Range Rover for Christmas that year. TSM.
My Frat Daddy likes baseball, so I do too. Touchdown! TSM.
Only using the men’s bathroom in the srat house so no one knows I poop. TSM.
Never had my belly button pierced. TSM.
Some Ohio State fans asked my pledge sisters and me why we were dressed up for the Sugar Bowl. We said “welcome to the SEC.” TSM.
The only boys that can get below my Mason-Dixon Line are those who have pledged under it. TSM.
Would not be caught DEAD in a featherhead. TSM.
No GDI, my frat daddy and I’s pure bread lab is NOT wearing a “cute flower collar”… her Lilly Pulitzer collar costs more than your fake handbag. TSM.
The most obnoxious thing is a faux southern accent, bless your heart not everyone can be from God’s country. TSM.
You know you’re a GDI, if you’re a teen mom. TSM.
Recently told my parents I went on a date with a guy outside the Greek system, now when I talk to dad he asks me how my geed is. TSM.