Making pie from scratch for my fratdaddy while using a wine bottle as a rolling pin. TSM.

Whoever made BBM groups for 30 people only was a GDI. TSM.

Forgot what my toe nails look like unpainted. TSM.

You know you’re a GDI, if you’re a teen mom. TSM.

Taking shots out of monogrammed candle holders. TSM.

We’re just like you, only prettier. And richer, classier, and just all around better. TSM.

Rule #1: Animal print is only to be worn on undergarments. TSM.

Naturally blonde. TSM.

Being so blonde my hair glows under a black light. TSM.

Purchasing a new Patagonia, Mountain Hardware Jacket, and Northface for Mountain Weekend. TSM.

There’s frost on the ground and I’m wearing Norts and my Mallard Ball sweatshirt to class. TSM.

If I shack tonight after the date party, I’m going to have to wake up really early so that every Sooner fan doesn’t see me leaving in my flapper costume. TSM.

It’s difficult for me to interact with you, GDI, when you’re wearing animal print with your bra straps showing, and I’m in a cable knit and pearls. TSM.

Watching Say Yes to the Dress while on the elliptical. TSM.

Cannot believe I am majoring in pre-law when my life goal is to be PTA President. TSM.

I’m from Chicago but I summer in Kitty Hawk. TSM.

Behind every good TFM is a great TSM.

I only dress up for the first week of classes just to let everyone know how cute my real clothes are. After that’s over, I’m right back to my Norts, Jacks, and shack shirts, which later changes to Leggings, Uggs, and shack shirts for colder weather. TSM.

Pregaming for standards board. TSM.

I’m convinced I’m great first lady material. TSM.