The “I’m just not ready to have a boyfriend” speech. TSM.

Planning a list of formal date potentials, then ranking them with your sisters. TSM.

TSA patting down your hair. TSM.

Choosing between drinking on Black Wednesday or eating on Thanksgiving. TSM.

Bonding more in a fraternity bathroom than at a sisterhood retreat. TSM.

Looking better in your dress than the mannequin does. TSM.

Having to choose between two formals in one night. TSM.

Pregaming a first date. TSM.

Snapchatting your little relentlessly whenever you find out that you aren’t her top friend anymore. TSM.

Wearing letters to meet his parents. TSM.

“I’m not lending her my glitter!” TSM.

Your daily arm workout consisting of teasing your hair. TSM.

Bitches love bows. TSM.

The only thing better than securing a boyfriend is securing a bitch. TSM.

Still being a household name even after you’ve graduated. TSM.

Lipstick stains on the wine bag nozzle. TSM.

My monogram is my politest way of saying “Hands off my stuff, bitch.” TSM.

Guys always picking you up when they hug you because “you’re just so tiny.” TSM.

There are no holiday breaks when you’re working on your diamond diploma. TSM.

Being asked to formal with a bottle of wine. TSM.