If by homework you mean his formal cooler, then yes, I’ve started it. TSM.

It’s not what you know, it’s what you throw. TSM.

Greek mythology: “There are no rivalries between sororities.” TSTC.

She kissed my boyfriend once, so I hate her chapter. TSM.

I’ll drink responsibly when there’s a brand of vodka called “Responsibly.” TSM.

Every empty bottle has a story. TSM.

I hope the earring I lost in his bed punctures him in his sleep. TSTC.

Fan girling over your little on every form of social media. TSM.

“YASSS” being an autocorrect suggestion in your phone. TSM.

When your 60-year-old alumnae tell you not to worry, because they were alcoholics too. TSM.