Rocking last night’s makeup at Sunday’s chapter meeting. TSM.

My favorite Halloween movie is The Addams Family, because it gives me an excuse to snap. TSM.

Teaching your parents how to shotgun during Parents’ Weekend. TSM.

‎The vacuum cleaner is broken due to glitter complications. TSM.

Doing the walk of fame dressed as Miss USA. TSM.

You may not like all your sisters, but you love all your sisters. TSM.

Is butter a carb? TSM.

He has a girlfriend? What sorority is she in? Oh that one? At least I know I’m prettier. TSM.

Judging people who don’t remove red eyes from their album pictures on facebook. TSM.

Post-Halloween depression. TSM.

Slowing down when you and a fratstar are both approaching a door because he WILL open it for you. TSM.

I’m scared of fat people. TSM.

Unfriending all the freshmen who you didn’t pick during recruitment because you’re tired of seeing their depressing posts. TSM.

Having a conversation with your boyfriend’s grandmother about your ring size to make sure you will be able to wear the family diamond. TSM.

Spending more money on 3 nights of Halloween than I will for a Semi-Formal dress. TSM.

Registering for classes on my iPhone while getting a pedicure. TSM.

If the chaser isn’t diet, I’ll take it straight. TSM.

Perfect genes and designer jeans. TSM.

Great Grandma’s pie crust recipe: using a wine bottle instead of a rolling pin. TSM.

Wearing granny panties so you won’t hook up with him. TSM.