Always being the prettiest group of girls in the bar. TSM.
Always being the prettiest group of girls in the bar. TSM.
Standards meeting being strategically placed the day after formal. TSM.
Yes, geed, sleeping with a whole fraternity will get you noticed but it will most certainly NOT get you a bid. TSM.
My adderall prescription is the longest relationship I’ve ever had. TSM.
It’s National Princess Week? Sooo it’s basically just like every other week of the year? TSM.
The “it happens to everyone” speeches you get from older sisters between your first formal and your first standards hearing. TSM.
I occasionally dance on elevated surfaces…but only to avoid GDIs dancing up on me…obviously. So it’s ok. TSM.
Using class time to write “snaps” for chapter. TSM.
Your birthday is the one day a year when it is socially acceptable to act like a spoiled bitch, and no one can judge you for it. TSM.
Big Appreciation Week falling on the same time as National Princess Week. Coincidence? I think not. TSM.
I don’t really mind getting called into Standards because of all the stories I get to hear while waiting to go in. TSM.
Because I’m a lady, that’s why. TSM.
Spending an adderall and caffeine-induced high to individually text all your sisters “good luck on finals” instead of studying. TSM.
Mastering the art of hashtags. #likeabbrevsbutbetter. TSM.
I think, therefore I glam. TSM.
I can write his last name way prettier than I can write mine. So I guess we’ll just have to… TSM.
“God shook his head the day he built her. Oh, but I bet he smiled.” TSM.
Two things you only share with sisters: recipes and ritual. TSM.
‘Til death we do party. TSM.
Keep Standards close, and risk manager…as far away as possible. TSM.