Taking my monogrammed tumbler full of Diet Coke and jack to rush practice. TSM.
Taking my monogrammed tumbler full of Diet Coke and jack to rush practice. TSM.
Betty Draper. TSM.
Class Schedule: Home Ec, Culinary Arts, Interior Design, Textiles and Tennis. In 4 year I will have earned my MRS Degree. TSM.
Being elevated to Cougar Status. TSM.
Republican girls are hotter. TSM.
3rd week of school and I still haven’t slept in my own bed. TSM.
My grandfather owns the largest cotton gin in the world. TSM.
Wait, what is a car note? TSM.
Wearing my school colors every day this week in honor of tailgate season beginning this weekend. TSM.
Just refused to sign the honor code without an attorney present. TSM.
My dad bought a pair of $700 black ostrich boots to wear to my debutante ball. TSM.
Carrot sticks and diet coke. TSM.
Shacking. TSM.
Being able to spot fake yurman from a mile away…. TSM.
My ultra conservative mother freaked out when she saw all the guy tee shirts and shorts I had in my drawer, but then calmed down when she noticed they all had Greek letters on them. TSM.
I don’t use a backpack… I use monogrammed longchamp totes. TSM.
Having to explain to a PNM that you don’t choose your sorority during rush, but that THEY CHOOSE YOU. TSM.
Just went to CVS for tooth paste, lotion, and Plan-B. TSM.
Drinking before recruitment becuase I can’t handle anymore awkward conversations with PNMs. TSM.
After paying my rent, utilities, car insurance, gas, sorority bills, tuition, and my credit card bills–daddy still gives me an allowance in cash every month. TSM.