Having the body of a trophy wife and the brains of a surgeon. TSM.

“If you don’t want to date me that’s fine, but you’re wrong and I hate you.”- Workaholics. TSM.

Preferring pre-law boys to pre-med boys, because it’s less schooling and more First Lady potential. TSM.

Drunkenly painting your nails and waking up to what can only be described as The Great Nail Polish Massacre of 2015. TSM.

Casually dropping your artistic abilities into conversation during formal season. TSM.

Stopping at Starbucks on your walk of shame. TSM.

“Does this outfit make me look like I’d make a good wife?” TSM.

Being the provider of everyone’s outfits for themed events. TSM.

Turning your letter shirt inside out for the walk of shame, because you respect your sorority enough not to shame it, but not enough to keep you from doing the shameful thing. TSM.

Instantly finding him more attractive in his letters. TSM.