Tallying the most popular planner print in chapter instead of paying attention. TSM.
Tallying the most popular planner print in chapter instead of paying attention. TSM.
You live, you learn, and you upgrade. TSM.
Teaching new members the essentials, like how hard we actually party. TSM.
You and your sisters referring to spring break in Cabo as the 7 days of blackout. TSM.
Contemplating how you can delay graduation while laying on the beach during spring break. TSM.
Tom Hanks showing up drunk for the first game in A League of Their Own. TFM. Madonna sneaking a peak while pees for three minutes. TSM.
Spoiling your little more than your big spoiled you, if that’s even possible. TSM.
Seriously reconsidering not wearing my graduation cords because the colors don’t match my sorority stole. TSM.
The only weapons I need are glitter and glue guns. TSM.
Looking up your slampiece on Lulu. TSM.
A drink at the local coffee house being named after your sorority. TSM.
I’m not monogramming anything else until I marry into a cuter monogram. TSM.
Switching to the OtterBox the night of formal. TSM.
Good things come to those who rush. TSM.
Pinning all the cute wine-related things on Pinterest on your 21st birthday because standards can no longer call you out for it. TSM.
Your pledge class group message being infamous to a fraternity. TSM.
Not wearing the required spring break wristband because you don’t want the tan line. TSM.
Returning from spring break with a puppy, a suitcase full of tanks, and too many friends requests to count. TSM.
Picking out recruitment outfits in March. TSM.
I feel prettiest in my letters. TSM.