The only reason I’ll ever send someone to standards is if they wear pajama pants in public. TSM.

“Oh my God, you look EXACTLY like your big.” TSM.

Getting offended when someone says “you don’t seem like the sorority type.” TSM.

Pregaming sober monitoring. TSM.

Beer bonging wine. TSM.

I’m not a bitch with an attitude problem. I’m just a bitch with an attitude and you have a problem with it. TSM.

He’s not that cute, but his fraternity brings him up, like, two points. TSM.

We accept the hangovers we think we deserve. TSM.

Most likely to live in the Barbie mansion. TSM.