Having sent out a mass Snapchat to wish all your sisters a happy New Year. TSM.
Having sent out a mass Snapchat to wish all your sisters a happy New Year. TSM.
Wanting to shave your legs before being taken to the ER in case a hot doctor has to touch them. TSM.
The little scratches all over your body post-New Year’s Eve from the sequin dress. TSM.
Drink until he’s cute, or until you don’t care that he’s not. TSM.
In 2013, I resolve to make out with somebody soberly. Maybe. TSM.
Secretly wanting to congratulate people when they have a breakup. TSM.
New Year’s Eve revolving around champagne, sparkles, and a drunken makeout. TSM.
Who needs a therapist when you have a big and a bottle of wine? TSM.
The vodka wasn’t breathing so I had to give it mouth to mouth. TSM.
Facebook stalking with your sisters before a first date. TSM.
Being the sister that everybody goes to for boy advice. TSM.
Automatically standing on your toes while trying on a dress to see what you would look like in heels. TSM.
The highlight of winter break being the road trips to visit your sisters. TSM.
Being called “the glitter queen.” TSM.
Your voice going up an octave when you’re drunk. TSM.
Planning new member events around the football schedule. TSM.
Reporting GDI coolers on The Cooler Connection as spam. TSM.
Needing a girl to be the perfect amount of pretty to grant her your approval. TSM.
Getting legitimately angry when a weird girl is pretty. TSM.
Picturing him as a pledge to help you get over him. TSM.