We may be disasters, but we have the hottest tumblr page on campus. TSM.

Insisting younger siblings watch Legally Blonde, Mean Girls, and Clueless because their education is important to you. TSM.

“There’s a cop right there. Act normal.” TSM.

Calories don’t count after 1am or 5 shots, whichever comes first. TSM.

“My house smells like Fireball and regret.” TSTC.

Forgetting to remove your monograms when using your fake, but getting in anyway. TSM.

Always knowing exactly which filter has been used. TSM.

Never doing the walk of shame, because you don’t travel to hook up. You make them come to you. TSM.

I never want to see alcohol again…today. TSM.

“No, Mom, you can’t zoom in on Instagram.” TSM.

Stalking his social media regularly, but refusing to follow. TSM.

Deciding on the outfit before deciding on the date. TSM.

If he can’t correctly pronounce your letters, he’s not the one. TSM.

Buying your planner before even considering buying your textbooks. TSM.

Chasing vodka with Moscato. TSTC.

*Wakes up*
*Deletes Snapchat story* TSM.

Rescheduling your standards meeting because you’re hungover. TSM.

I haven’t slept with anyone all summer. I’m basically a virgin. TSM.

If your Insta doesn’t make everyone jealous, what’s the point? TSM.

“Seriously, though.” TSM.