My major is broadcast journalism, so I can be the ‘hot girl’ on Fox News. TSM.

George W went to my boarding school. TSM.

Sitting in class in norts and a frat tee, reading this website and pretending not to know the busted legacy in my sorority sitting two rows down. TSM.

Bought a pure bred hunting dog because I thought it was cute and fratty. TSM.

Folding laundry at halftime… TSM.

It’s ok GDIs, my daddy doesn’t have a job either… he sold his company and retired at 43. TSM.

The only hand-me-downs I wear are the ones I shack in. TSM.

Bringing fresh-baked cupcakes to our frat house neighbors.. along with a case of Natty. TSM.

Actually being able to follow the football game & understand plays. The way into any fratdaddys heart, and his front row block seating. TSM.

Gameday diet: birth control, diet pill, and a case of natty. TSM.

Buying American. TFM. Buying European. TSM. Buying Chinese. GDI

Getting a 4.0 because we have every test from the past 12 years on file. TSM.

Changed my relationship status to “single” and a local bar liked it. TSM.

Big hair and small dresses. TSM.

Only calling people sugar, honey, darlin’. TSM.

The creators of Crayola and Gatorade are members of my yacht club. TSM.

like my legacy grandma used to say, the bigger the hair the closer to God. TSM.

Stay at home moms. TSM.

My running route purposely goes past every Frat Castle on campus so all the Frat Daddy’s can watch me run past in my sports-bra and Nike running shorts. TSM.

I’m sorry, I don’t speak GDI. TSM.