Other sororities getting excited to win second place, because they know your house always comes in first. TSM.

My long eyelashes are both a blessing and a curse. TSM.

Taking it personally when someone guesses your sorority wrong. TSM.

Engagement ring ads constantly showing up on Pandora. TSM.

His grandmother telling you you’re the family’s favorite girlfriend. TSM.

When I start drinking, I assume standards stops existing. TSM.

Making the perfect pic stitch to Instagram on your little’s birthday days in advance. TSM.

Getting personally offended when people don’t know who your big is. TSM.

Having to use a dropped pin in the morning to have a sister pick you up, because you have no idea where you are. TSM.

Spending $600 on a dress that will be hidden under your graduation gown most of the day. TSM.

The “I just want you know that I’m thinking about you” text to keep him on his toes post-breakup. TSM.

If you a top notch bid, let me hear ya holler. TSM.

Calling dibs on all the younger sisters of the guys in your favorite fraternity, because it’s never to early. TSM.

“How can I not be his type? I’m EVERYONE’S type!” TSM.

His brothers asking you to draft rules and standards for their sweethearts. TSM.

Laughing it off when someone calls you a bitch, but planning revenge if someone calls you a geed. TSM.

The go-to birthday present for a sister being her favorite bottle of alcohol. TSM.

I don’t see coolers anymore, just canvases. TSM.

Stalking incoming freshman like it’s your job, because as recruitment chair, it kind of is. TSM.

Getting a Snapchat from your big as soon as she walks off the stage at graduation. TSM.