Double-fisting Starbucks and a Diet Coke. TSM.

The only place I don’t wear letters is student health. TSM.

Not telling your best friends about last night, because you don’t remember it. TSM.

I may have permanent bitch face, but at least it’s pretty. TSM.

That time of year when everyone makes her composite photo her profile picture. TSM.

Having a slampiece, not being one. TSM.

Shit-talking someone based on her crafting skills. TSTC.

Using themed parties as an excuse to go shopping. TSM.

Wearing your Rowdy Gentleman “United States Drinking Team” t-shirt to your alcohol awareness class. TSTC.