Got asked home by three fratdaddies last night. Went to my own bed to get my beauty sleep. TSM.
Got asked home by three fratdaddies last night. Went to my own bed to get my beauty sleep. TSM.
My butt makes wearing jeggings okay to wear. TSM.
Not having to act dumb to look cute. TSM.
That sense of satisfaction and pride when I see my Little do the bitch stare and judge. TSM.
Carrie Underwood wearing her letters in the music video for All American Girl. TSM.
My sorority doesn’t have a crappy rap video. TSM.
I’m only a lightweight because I weigh 100 pounds. TSM.
Just did a full load of laundry of just coozies. TSM.
Getting sent to standards for posting TFMs on facebook. Doing it again anyways. TSM.
Came home and saw the Yurman box under the Christmas tree. Started practicing my “Oh Daddy! You shouldn’t have!”. TSM.
I changed my major from nursing, to interior design, to early childhood education. This is because all I really want to do is marry a doctor, live in a nice house, and be a stay-at-home mom. TSM.
I’m engaged!!! TSM.
I want to be on Spring Break forever. Or be a housewife. Same thing. TSM.
Made my fratpiece watch The Notebook then refused to sleep with him. TSM.
Blue is our color, and blue is our other color. TSM.
My fratdaddy is also my high school sweetheart, college sweetheart, med school sweetheart, and fiancé. TSM.
Having way less drama than the TFM wall. We’ve obviously mastered the art of pretending to get along. TSM.
Being the one who “changed him.” TSM.
Absolutely addicted to our ritual. TSM.
The only Bachelorette to have a successful marriage being an Alpha Chi. TSM.