katie- lessons from your big sis...who, really, doesn't know all that much. so pick and choose what you want to take from this, i guess.
on that note, if you're gonna do drugs, let it be aspartame or splenda. fake sugars provide only the best kinds of highs.
just get a pair of birkenstocks already.
if a guy is wearing baller shorts, a bro tank, and boat shoes paired with a smirk on his face. just know that you'll probably like him cause you're you, and he'll probably be a huge douche. rules of thumb, you know?
also on that, if a guy is wearing a fox racing hat, write him off too. you've been down that road.
avoid the dining hall cereal bar at all costs. it is a deadly trap of carb-loaded, sugar ecstasy.
always remember where you want to end up. it's your passions where you will find success (balls, am i a chinese proverb or whattt? holla.)
make sure your leggings aren't see-through.
embrace classes that are graded on a curve.
never try to look cute at the gym. show the rest of the people how hard core you are by your paper thin t-shirts that smell like wooden drawers and sweating like a mo-fo (this might just apply to me, as i am exponentially more sweaty than you.)
and lastly, always, always remember to call pam, she cares what you had for lunch.
go get 'em sis.