I’m only attracted to Chucks. TSM.

3 course meal for my fratdaddy > a sandwich. TSM.

Experiencing secondhand embarrassment when looking at a GDI’s profile pictures. TSM.

Making an ugly Christmas sweater look good. TSM.

Already planning out my first purchase as Mrs. Rich Doctor-Something. TSM.

I would make Dick Perry a sandwich. TSM.

Alcohol is the cause of, and solution to, all life’s problems. TSM.

Having a little girl come up to me at Starbucks and ask her mother if she could take a picture with Barbie. TSM.

I think I’m in need of a Pintervention. TSM.

Taking full advantage of Cyber Monday in every class I have today. TSM.

I love it when the fratdaddy goes shopping to buy me, I mean himself, new frockets. TSM.

Chances are if I use the word “cute” then I don’t actually think it’s cute. TSM.

Getting a round of applause and a series of high fives for peeing fast in the bar. TSM.

Christmas, NYE, Valentine’s Day…relationships are a winter sport. TSM.

I’m an expert at calling bullshit on liars. TSM.

When my sorority’s national magazine comes in the mail my entire day becomes exponentially better. TSM.

‘Tis the season to judge all the other sororities on campus by their Christmas lights. TSM.

I’m thankful the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show is on the week after Thanksgiving to make up for the broken diets. TSM.

Driving the car that people stop to take pictures of. TSM.

All things are possible with a Skinny Peppermint Mocha in one hand and daddy’s credit card in the other. TSM.