Missing a party because you had to go win a pageant. TSM.

Having a really hot mom. TSM.

Being thinspiration to other girls. TSM.

Playing hump/dump/marry with the 70’s composites at the fratcastle. TSM.

Dear GDIs,
Please stop playing that unsightly zombie game on our campus. K Thanks. TSM.

Having your name trend on twitter after your performance in the Miss Greek Week pageant. TSM.

Japan taxing people for being fat. TSM.

We couldn’t do the human pyramid during Greek Week because no one was big enough to be on the bottom. TSM.

Formal chapter is a time when you can figure out whose clothes you wanna borrow. TSM.

Sharing is caring. Especially when it’s vyvanse. TSM.

I had the worst nightmare last night: I forgot to bring my makeup bag to formal. TSM.

What would Blair wear? TSM.

Making him wait. TSM.

Prissy chihuahuas in your fake Juicy bag. NS. Purebred retrievers in your backyard. TSM.

If there isn’t a theme, I’m not going. TSM.

“What’s the theme?” TSM.

Frocket or knock it. TSM.

Watching GDIs struggling to text with their press-on nails from the dance in the cafeteria last night. TSM.

You should never look down upon a sister except to pick her up…or to hold her hair back. TSM.

None of my bridesmaids will be ugly. TSM.