Sneaking out of his room before he wakes, but raiding his closet for rush shirts before you go. TSM.

Top tier Tuesday? Yes, that’s a thing. TSM.

Ignoring every hot guy during recruitment, because you’re too focused on hot girls. TSM.

Ruling grad schools out, because they don’t have your sorority. TSM.

Shotgunning a Diet Coke. TSM.

Picking your spring break location based on which background would make the best profile picture. TSM.

Someone send Miley to standards already. TSM.

Drinking all natural, not from concentrate cranberry juice with your vodka to get your daily fruit intake. TSM.

Fearing your recruitment chair sophomore year, rolling your eyes at her junior year, and screaming alongside her senior year. TSM.

Being unsure whether you lost your voice to sorority recruitment or a fraternity bender. TSM.

“Good luck with the rest of recruitment!” TSM.

Manning the recruitment “Woof List.” TSM.

The new pledge mom saying she’s in labor once recruitment begins. TSM.

Having the hottest pledge class of all time for the 162nd year in a row. TSM.

Your first thought when meeting a celebrity being “How can I convince them to do our hand sign?” TSM.

Waiting for everyone else to cheer before you do at football games. TSM.

The two weeks out of the year you’re excited at the prospect of having a baby. TSM.

Logging into his Snapchat so frequently he thinks the app is bugged. TSM.

I will find you and I will fine you. TSM.

Hiding shot glasses in Tiffany bags for recruitment. TSM.