I consider myself more of a “fourth-year freshman” than a senior. TSM.
I consider myself more of a “fourth-year freshman” than a senior. TSM.
Being more nervous about your outfit for your final presentation than the actual presentation itself. TSM.
Wearing philanthropy shirts to events you were to drunk to make it to. TSTC.
“He never officially asked me to be his wife, but he never asked me to not be his wife either, so things are going pretty well.” TSM.
Waking up from a blackout with a boyfriend. TSM.
Love the wine you drink. Drink the wine you love. TSM.
Your future boss telling you you got the job prior to the interview. TSM.
Toasting shots “to sisterhood.” TSM.
The liquor store cashier asking for your number instead of your ID. TSM.
Knowing your roommates’ food orders by heart. TSM.