Using your sorority’s colors for school projects. TSM.
Using your sorority’s colors for school projects. TSM.
The post big/little reveal profile picture change to you and your little. TSM.
Keep Calm And Pray Standards Doesn’t Call. TSM.
Knowing the difference between pink, salmon, and Nantucket red. TSM.
I hate when event dates change because it means trying to peel a sticker out of my planner. TSM.
“Yep, I’m drunk right now.” TSM.
Be the girl you want but can never have, not the girl you can have but never want. TSM.
Responding to a philanthropy loss with “Whatever, we won on Bid Day.” TSM.
Making the picture-taker stand there for 45 seconds waiting because you’re not ready yet. TSM.
Never sure whether you want to order your t-shirt in a size appropriate to wear with leggings or norts. TSM.
I’m not in college for my MRS, but I still pay attention to his FEP. TSM.
We think we’re the best house because we are the best house. TSM.
People saying “it’s so pink” when they first walk into your room. TSM.
Receiving a violation from housing for “excessive glitter use.” TSM.
Being confident you can solve murders because you know the rules of hair care are simple and finite. TSM.
Having an identity crisis when your cookies don’t turn out perfectly. TSM.
Sending out birth announcements when you get your little. TSM.
Being the only Greek in my genetics class to know the lowercase Greek alphabet. TSM.
Wearing red to show your support of Romney while Obama is visiting your university. TSM.
I have binders full of women too. It’s called recruitment. TSM.