Formal chapter sucks, but it sucks even more to be a GDI. TSM.

When the weather drops below 70, I become a walking advertisement for Mountain HardWear. TSM.

I was a Debutante in high school and the GDI in my class was a server at my country club. Small world. TSM.

For my birthday last week Fratdaddy bought me a David Yurman ring, a new longchamp tote, Columbia pfg shirt, a monogrammed fishing pole, 4 new colors of nike shorts, and a set of pearl earrings. We have been together for two months last Friday. Oh and we still haven’t had sex. TSM.

You know you’re a GDI when you are still updating MYSPACE with your skank photos of your lower class life. TSM.

Pulled my Kate Spade pencil case out of my limited edition Longchamp to decorate my fratdaddy’s formal weekend in my Lilly planner. TSM.

Erin Andrews. TSM.

Daddy asked me if I wanted anything from the last minute trip he’s taking this weekend, do you think they sell T-shirts at the Ryder Cup? TSM.

Getting emailed my sorority billing statement and forwarding it straight to daddy. TSM.

I’m glad I decided to go to class today, it gave me a chance to catch up on TFM posts on my iPhone. TSM.