The hair flip girl is my spirit emoji. TSM.

The worst thing I was called in high school was “perfect.” TSM.

Bringing your little breakfast and Advil in the morning. TSM.

I don’t like him. I like his fraternity. TSM.

Losing your earring, but getting enough beads to compensate. TSM.

Asking guys on spring break where they’re from, which fraternity they’re in, and what their names are…in that order. TSM.

The inverse relationship between the temperature outside and your grades. TSM.

Being the rebel of your family tree. TSM.

If you’re dropped off in a Lexus, it doesn’t count as a walk of shame. TSM.

Reserving a room in the library during cooler season so you’ll get study hours for coolering. TSM.