Having more spirit for your sorority than you ever did for your high school. TSTC.

Go home, Standards. I’m drunk. TSM.

Unfollowing him on social media, then forcing your sisters to let you stalk him from your account. TSM.

I’m concerned. My responsibilities are starting to interfere with my drinking. TSM.

Knowing which drink is yours by the lipstick stain. TSM.

Pregaming five hour before the event starts. TSM.

“I remember not remembering that.” TSM.

1: “Do you workout?”
2: “I mean I sorority squat in like ever picture.” TSTC.