Becoming a regular at your favorite fraternity, but still getting clapped out every time. TSTC.

Being more excited about your outfit for a function than the actual function. TSM.

I was like, Standards, why are you so obsessed with me? TSM.

“So, what’s the glitter budget?” TSM.

Not sure whether your school or sorority rivalry is stronger. TSM.

Referring to your hookups by their fraternities instead of their names. TSM.

Everyone wearing waterproof mascara on Bid Day. TSM.

Everyone in the house still being too drunk to drive to class in the morning. TSTC.

Pumpkin spice up your life. TSM.

Counting down the days until it’s boot season. TSM.

My in-state license may say I’m turning 20, but I’m turning 23 in New Jersey and 24 in Pennsylvania. TSM.

And on the eighth day, God created the art of contouring. TSM.

Knowing after week one which classes you’ll be able to ace without ever looking away from your crafting pins. TSM.

Treating every week like syllabus week. TSTC.

Bragging about your new pledges to anyone who will listen. TSM.

Feeling most powerful in your letters. TSM.

It’s all fun and games until you run out of dry shampoo. TSM.

Asking yourself to his formal. TSM.

Younger girls calling you for glittering advice. TSM.

Doing everyday household activities in heels to break them in. TSM.