Handing down your title as “Blackout Queen” at Senior Wills. TSM.

Grandfather bought me a car for Christmas. I made him a cooler to thank him. TSM.

Your favorite fraternity calling girls from your chapter to come to their function…with your rival sorority. TSM.

“Sober function” doesn’t apply to me. TSM.

I’m not monogramming anything else until I marry into a cuter monogram. TSM.

Feeling a weird sense of pride for a sister the first time she shacks up at a frat house. TSM.

Your cardio instructor calling you “Sigma Whatever” because you’ve worn so many different shack shirts to class. TSM.