The bartender looking at your ID, saying “fake as hell,” then pouring you a drink. TSM.

Being the one who has to tell *him* you’re not looking for anything serious. TSM.

Needing t-shirts for everyone event so you have a way to remember them. TSM.

The TSM weekend playlist coming out on Thursday. TSTC.

Older family members thinking you joined a convent when you say you’ve become a sister. TSM.

Feeling like you have a permanent spot in the standards room. TSM.

I don’t use soda as a mixer, so I feel pretty healthy. TSM.

Pledge attire season is my favorite season. TSM.

Reading all TSM articles in Kristen Bell’s Gossip Girl voice. TSM.

Referring to those who don’t craft as the “glitterly impaired.” TSM.

Being a part of a fraternity’s scavenger hunt. TSM.

Being every new members role model. TSM.

Making your big your Woman Crush Wednesday. TSM.

Got a long list of ex-lovers. They’ll tell you I’m insane. TSTC.

Having three dates to semi-formal. TSTC.

Making sure the new standards chair likes you. TSM.

Knowing the most optimal time to post a picture for maximum likes. TSM.

Leaving lipstick marks on everything. TSM.

Selling your textbooks back a week early to pay for your drinks at the last date party of the semester. TSM.

Your non-greek friends asking for your help and expertise when they have to make costumes for theme parties. TSM.