Conveniently forgetting I still have his Brooks Brothers boxers. TSM.

The pre-shack “You’re not a Democrat are you?” TSM.

No idea where I’m going tonight but I already picked out my outfit. TSM.

Finals week multi-tasking: studying in the law library while simultaneously shopping for a new fratdaddy. TSM.

Whispering “after chapter” when your sisters ask if you remember seeing them last night. TSM.

I’m tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That’s deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas? TSM.

Ralph Lauren pull-overs: the cold weather shacker shirt. TSM.

Amazing things can be accomplished with a cute outfit, a good hair day, and a Starbucks skinny latte. TSM.

The number of TSM posts being submitted is directly correlated to the lack of studying being done for finals. TSM.

Staying up until 4am making a 10 slide Powerpoint of cooler ideas instead of studying for finals. TSM.

Gathering all your sisters in the morning from the different rooms of the frat castle before making the walk of shame home. TSM.

Carefully planning a month’s worth of outfits to show to girls back home how well Texas is treating me. TSM.

I don’t like talking about school. I like talking about people. Let’s do that instead. TSM.

The glorious moment of karma when you report the old standards chair to the new standards chair for being blackout. TSM.

If it isn’t concerning me, it doesn’t concern me. TSM.

Buying bowl game tickets. TFM. Buying bowl game outfits. TSM.

Your secret is safe with me…and my sisters. TSM.

Being a Tiffany & Co princess because it wasn’t Breakfast at Yurman’s. TSM.

I need to get a Starbucks today because it goes with my outfit. TSM.

Disappointed when a boy beats a girl on Cupcake Wars. TSM.