Having a cuter “how we met” story with your big than you do with your boyfriend. TSM.

Leaving a party just early enough to order pizza. TSM.

Planning your outfit for holiday formal a month in advance. TSM.

Your boyfriend assigning you a weather pledge, a wine pledge, and a compliment pledge every semester. TSM.

Is Fireball a carb? TSM.

Drinking vodka cranberries all day, because you have cramps. TSM.

“A Whole New World” playing in your head the first time you go to Hobby Lobby. TSM.

I mean, he was “dance floor makeout” cute, but not “go home together” cute. TSM.

It seemed like a good idea until I started sobering up. TSM.

Taking informal chapter to the extreme. TSM.

Partying in an American flag bikini in the snow. TSTC.

The morning “Is this outfit okay?” Snapchat check between you and your sisters. TSM.

Wearing your letter sweater over your whites the minute initiation ends. TSM.

Giving a fake laugh and a “what the hell are you doing” face when a sister tells an embarrassing story about you in front of a cute boy. TSM.

Been there. Done that. Stole his t-shirt. TSM.

Peppermint White Mochas are the new PSLs. TSM.

Getting a walk home from your sister’s place confused for a walk of shame. TSM.

Teaching new girls the art of “frat hopping” when they freak out about being invited to multiple parties in one night. TSM.

Greeting a sister with “good morning” at four in the afternoon. TSTC.

Not buying the hottest guy at the fraternity auction, but taking him home anyway. TSM.