If you're into comments loaded with sarcasm and the ugly truth, you've made the correct choice in reading this and anything else that I grace your screen with. I'm currently (and regretfully) pursuing a degree in education, soon to change. When I'm not face down in my feather-down comforter after overdosing on Hot & Spicy Cheez-Its, I'm stalking the mouth watering Lambda Chi that runs around campus with no shirt on tantalizing every fantasy that I have ever had. I love all of my sisters. I like only half of them. And I praise God everyday that the elevator to my 9th floor dorm room has only stopped working once. Otherwise, no one would see me ever because who has time for that shit. DG love, and all of mine. XOXO
Have a seat Kate Chamberlain. In case you haven’t had a look around 3/4 of the southeastern United States, you’re more likely to plow into a fucking cow on the road than anything else. Cows are not endangered because there are millions of them everywhere. So that was a stupid point to make. Now let’s discuss this television show thing and your thoughts of “how great she would be on a show”. Because that’s all that American television needs is someone else covered in camo from head to toe and saying things that will more than likely offend 75% of the nation. Shh. Stop talking.
Of course your sister was in South Africa and was offered to hunt a leopard slash jaguar. Yeah. And also I’m sitting in Kate Middleton’s lap sipping English Breakfast Tea and gabbing with her about baby names.
The most successful people that colleges produced also had a very well-rounded experience, which includes socializing. Which is a classy word for partying. And this is basically saying that because I party (woke up in the SAE house this morning) I won’t be successful in life. Check that GPA, honey. Top in my class. Bye.
I’m in a sorority and hate everything on this list. Why? Because NONE of this is relevant to being in a sorority. $60 for a floral print planner that’s going to fall apart in a few months? Please. Southern boys? Fucking disgusting. Bows? Are you fucking kidding me? I bet you wear them on the top of your head too like a cheerleader in high school. Let’s focus on a key point of that sentence. HIGH SCHOOL. I’m done.
*you
Sit down, honey.
Have a seat Kate Chamberlain. In case you haven’t had a look around 3/4 of the southeastern United States, you’re more likely to plow into a fucking cow on the road than anything else. Cows are not endangered because there are millions of them everywhere. So that was a stupid point to make. Now let’s discuss this television show thing and your thoughts of “how great she would be on a show”. Because that’s all that American television needs is someone else covered in camo from head to toe and saying things that will more than likely offend 75% of the nation. Shh. Stop talking.
Of course your sister was in South Africa and was offered to hunt a leopard slash jaguar. Yeah. And also I’m sitting in Kate Middleton’s lap sipping English Breakfast Tea and gabbing with her about baby names.
Stop. Please.
The most successful people that colleges produced also had a very well-rounded experience, which includes socializing. Which is a classy word for partying. And this is basically saying that because I party (woke up in the SAE house this morning) I won’t be successful in life. Check that GPA, honey. Top in my class. Bye.
You drink that whiskey, girl.
I’m in a sorority and hate everything on this list. Why? Because NONE of this is relevant to being in a sorority. $60 for a floral print planner that’s going to fall apart in a few months? Please. Southern boys? Fucking disgusting. Bows? Are you fucking kidding me? I bet you wear them on the top of your head too like a cheerleader in high school. Let’s focus on a key point of that sentence. HIGH SCHOOL. I’m done.
I am so in love. Hope you like anchors baby, because Delta Gam is your new home. 🙂