“She looks at life like it’s a party and she’s on the list.” -Taylor Swift. TSM.

“No, it’s true. You definitely get drunker through a straw.” TSM.

Thanking God (and your birth control) that you’re still giving Mother’s Day gifts instead of receiving them. TSM.

Converting him from an “ass man” to a “boob man” as soon as he slides into second. TSM.

The poli-sci major explaining the political system to you using chapters, Rho Chis, and panhel as examples. TSM.

I may not be prepared for this exam, but at least I’ll look good taking it. TSM.

Using your sorority pen for good luck on your final. TSM.

Your bow collection being rivaled by nothing but your boyfriend’s pastel shorts collection. TSM.

“Rich girls don’t marry poor boys.” TSM.

Going to a fraternity formal with one brother and leaving with another. TSM.

Planning your daily schedule around Starbucks’ Frapp Happy Hour. TSM.

Diamonds, bows, and pledge classes – the bigger, the better. TSM.

Wondering if you can put letters on your scrubs. TSM.

“You have to say that because you’re my big!” TSM.

If you’re not already creeping on next year’s PNMs, you’re not doing it right. TSM.

Snapchatting your best friend, then realizing you’re wearing matching letters. TSM.

Being the most memorable at formal even though you never made it inside. TSM.

Packing your American flag letters to study abroad. TSM.

Using “Reading Day” to drink. TSM.

From the outside looking in, you would never understand it. From the inside looking out, I would never date you. TSM.