Taking bedtime shots to celebrate a completed paper. TSM.

Margarita Monday. Tequila Tuesday. Wine Wednesday. Tonic Thursday. Fireball Friday. TSM.

Keeping your heart and your Starbucks on ice. TSM.

I’m not an alcoholic. I’m just a soberphobic. TSM.

I bleed glitter. TSM.

That crazy new member all the actives know and love. TSM.

My sorority was founded before “sorority” was even a word. TSM.

I don’t dye my hair or starve myself to stay thin. I don’ t look down upon lower tier sororities. I’m not getting my MRS degree but an MBA instead. I can make a fantastic sandwich, award winning cupcakes and unbutton an Oxford and khakis with one hand. TSM.

Dear standards,
sorry for partying. TSM.