My valentines cookie cake looks like it should be in a store. TSM.

Buying a bottle of wine based on how cute the bottle and name are. TSM.

Watching Cupcake Wars while running on the treadmill. TSM.

Never without my hot glue gun. TSM.

“Power” Walk of Shame. TSM.

The only lab work I’ll do this semester is taking my fratdaddy’s cute chocolate retriever collar shopping. TSM.

Wishing the thumbs up for Nice Move was a hand snapping instead. TSM.

I haven’t slept in my own bed since Wednesday. TSM.

Mom comparing her Woodser pics from 1979 to mine from last night. TSM.

Spring Break diet. NS. Fraternity Formal diet. TSM.

Always knowing your ring size. TSM.

Champagne Headache. TSM.

Your husband will work for my husband. TSM.

Inviting all my GDI facebook friends to “international wear your badge day” just to make them feel bad. TSM.

I’m allergic to fake jewelry. TSM.

Now accepting formal date applications. Some restrictions may apply. TSM.

My hair proves Isaac Newton’s theory of gravity to be wrong. TSM.

No, pledge. Telling you how much weight you need to lose isn’t hazing, it’s called community service. TSM.

Being both pretty and smart. TSM.

Greek Row-mance. TSM.