My chapter gets attention from guys in real life. We don’t need to join a “Tumblr war.” TSM.

If you can’t squat, you might as well not even rush. TSM.

Having multiple sisters with beach houses. TSM.

His ex-girlfriend accidentally following you on Twitter. TSM.

Blocking your standards chair from seeing your Snapchat story. TSM.

Having your own parking spot at your favorite fraternity. TSM.

Letters making Zac Efron look even better. TSM.

Those accidental Instagram likes indicating that other girls are stalking you. TSTC.

Not getting up before noon on a Saturday unless it’s for Starbucks or a hair appointment. TSM.

Having a costume section in your closet. TSM.

Why do I buy so many t-shirts? I don’t. TSM.

“Can you send me that picture?” TSM.

If you have to ask if it’s too early to drink, you’re an amateur and we can’t be friends. TSM.

Looking at the hot guy to find him already staring at you. TSM.

“I don’t drink beer.” TSM.

Considering your military hookup to be a contribution to America. TSM.

Doing it for the Insta likes. TSM.

Bedazzling your hot pink beer bong. TSM.

Always consulting your big before making bold fashion choices. TSM.

The girlfriend adding you on Snapchat. TSM.