Your parents referring to your little as their grandchild. TSM.

Getting your boyfriend to apologize even though you were wrong. TSM.

“Oh, that’s my blackout name.” TSM.

I will pre-game literally anything. TSTC.

Having a “recruitment voice.” TSM.

Going four years without a standards meeting, but only because you’re good at not getting caught. TSM.

Passing down t-shirts, crafts, and your room in the house to your little. TSM.

“I am saying this as your sister, not as risk management chair.” TSM.

It’s all fun ands until you get your email from Standards. TSM.

Beelining toward the center of the dance floor when “Timber” comes on. TSM.

Your phone automatically connecting to Nordstrom’s wifi. TSM.

Being a woman is all about sucking it up, sucking it in, and sucking it down. TSM.

Your boyfriend ordering an extra event tank because he assumes you’ll be taking one. TSM.

Making your boyfriend’s pledges, your pledges. TSM.

Becoming a born-again virgin with every new relationship. TSM.

Outsourcing your sorority crafting to your little. TSM.

Wearing an American flag shirt to a Cinco de Mayo party. TSM.

Feeling like you’re basically 21 because your roommate is 21. TSM.

Only taking high end shack shirts. TSM.

Even when I’m wrong, I’m right. TSM.