Being 21 for three years before your 21st birthday, and three years after it. TSM.

Being social chair means being the biggest bitch with the best smile. TSM.

Being in a sorority means guaranteed likes on anything you post. TSM.

Shopping for the little you don’t even have yet. TSM.

Always having a back-up plan, but never being one. TSM.

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

When your standard weekend routine includes writing apologies in an event you’ve called “Sorry Letter Sunday.” TSM.

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