People being able to figure out which sorority you’re in because “you have a look about you.” TSM.

“Why were we that drunk on a Monday?” TSM.

Where are my keys? Phone? Dignity? Whatever, best two out of three. TSM.

I shaved my legs for this. It better be worth it. TSM.

Instagram post or it didn’t happen. TSM.

Memorizing your credit card number way before you memorize any of your notes, because you online shop far more often than you study. TSM.

I like my coffee as ice cold as my heart. TSM.

Remembering the night by what you wore, not what you did. TSM.

Last one to get ready. First one to get drunk. TSM.

Sometimes, I wonder how all those drunk girls I’ve bonded with in bathrooms are doing. TSM.