Not knowing what to buy people when they’re too old for more letters. TSM.

The profile picture drinking game: drink every time you’re drunk in a photo. TSM.

Having FOMO even when you were there, because you blacked out. TSM.

Your big giving you the best bad advice so she can vicariously live through you. TSM.

Watching your real sister fall in love with your sorority, just like you did. TSM.

People referring to your clique as “The Barbies.” TSM.

Sorry, I lost interest after you said you don’t drink that often. TSM.

Celebrating every birthday like it’s your own. TSM.

Big bow. Small waist. TSM.

Black tears. TSM.

Pursued in both the dating market and the job market. TSM.

Choosing the workout space with the best view of the athletic team. TSM.

Anything you can craft, I can craft better. TSM.

Your family tree being known for having a “type.” TSM.

Feeling insulted when an attractive guy wears a bottom-tier sorority shirt. TSM.

Judging people by their chaser. TSM.

Buying a second monogrammed necklace to match your fake ID. TSM.

Stalking your sorority’s Tumblr because you miss your sisters too much. TSM.

Knowing that the big little bond everyone talks about is hard to find, and having it anyway. TSM.

5:5 Tinder right-swipe-to-match ratio. TSM.