Missing class at least once per week, but having perfect attendance at chapter. TSM.

I’m a hot mess, but at least I’m hot. TSM.

Thinking up your best ideas for the chapter at the bar. TSM.

Summer is for rebounds, not relationships. TSM.

Bonding with his house mom after many a night at the frat house. TSM.

Always taking a sip “as payment” when someone asks you to hold their drink. TSM.

I’m a drinking girl with a sorority problem. TSM.

Feeling a special connection with a sister when you end up at the same fraternity house. TSM.

I’ll grow up when I graduate. TSM.

Calling your big whenever you get the urge to call your ex. TSM.

Having worn America-themed apparel to a Cinco De Mayo party. TSM.

Reese Witherspoon reminding the arresting officer of her U.S. citizenship and freedom. TSM.

Lo siento no lo siento. TSM.

Getting made up to get down. TSM.

Rescheduling chapter when it falls on a drinking holiday. TSM.

During my time in the library, you can find me snapchatting, going to Starbucks, Facebook stalking, Tweeting, Vining, and occasionally studying. TSM.

You should give a fuck about how you look, what you do, and how your sorority presents itself, but not about a guy who can’t find the time for you. TSM.

Securing next year’s hookup a week into summer break. TSM.

The infamous 4AM SOS text. TSM.

Let’s do and say we didn’t. TSM.