Skipping class, so you’re not late for brunch. TSM
Skipping class, so you’re not late for brunch. TSM
Snapchatting him while wearing his t-shirt to remind him what he can’t have (re: his shirt back). TSM.
Crawling into your roommate’s bed, because the boy in yours is too clingy. TSTC.
Blocking the standards chair on Snapchat. TSM.
Changing your hair color to match the season. TSM.
Turning a social into a photo shoot. TSM.
Sending your best friend life updates “Gossip Girl” style. TSM.
Watching “The House Bunny” and “Legally Blonde” back to back, to pump you up for recruitment. TSM.
Hooking up with a pledge and viewing it as community service. TSM.
If making margs in a nutribullet is wrong, I don’t wanna be right. TSM.
Calling your boss your “work big.” TSM.
Feeling actual anger when her Instagram is private. TSM.
Watching and smiling for a minute before you break up the fight two guys are having over you. TSM.
Putting Bid Day in your agenda before anything else. TSM.
His night to remember being one you’ve already forgotten. TSM.
Always being able to maneuver your way to the front of the bar, because you’re so tiny. TSM.
Is getting good time slots on the signup sheet worth sitting at the front of chapter if it means you can’t talk during the meeting? Asking for myself. TSM.
Is vodka a hobby? TSM.
You can’t squat with us. TSM.
FedEx-ing your love to sisters with summer birthdays. TSM.