When your roommate has to ask if the water bottle in your room is vodka or water. TSM.

Some girls are made of sugar and spice but I’m made of vodka and ice. TSTC.

At this point my blood type is pumpkin spice. TSM.

Having to decide between watching the Olympics or “Keeping Up With The Kardashians.” TSM.

Passive aggressively taking away Insta likes. TSM.

“Can you send me the original picture?” TSM.

Sending him a snap where your hickey is super noticeable so he knows you don’t need him. TSM.

Having a rush crush before recruitment even starts. TSM.

*Buys new planner in hopes of getting life together.* TSM.

Picking out boys at the bar like puppies. “That one’s cute. I’ll take him home.” TSM.