Judging girls who mod podge images printed images onto their coolers. TSM.

Asking him to your date party because he looks good in pictures. TSM.

Don’t make me go “cunt punt” on you. TSM.

Spending more time making it look like you showered than it would have taken to actually shower. TSM.

I’ve eaten froyo for lunch twice this week. It’s only Tuesday. TSM.

Your little dying her hair to match the family. TSM.

It’s better to have gone to formal and gotten kicked out than never to have gone to formal at all. TSM.

Making your boy take a “nothing but your letters” picture before you give him one. TSM.

Everyone and their littles are going to be there. TSM.

Inviting the bartender to your graduation so he can finally meet your parents. TSM.

Your best friends knowing your Starbucks order by day and your drink order by night. TSM.

Looking at random sorority boards on Pinterest and seeing photos of your own crafts. TSM.

I care, just not enough. TSM.

Your favorite fraternity rescheduling their mud volleyball philanthropy event because it falls on the same weekend as your chapter’s sisterhood retreat. TSM.

Drinking the Burnett’s that matches your bow. TSM.

Thinking of the NFL draft as football bid day. TSM.

Not only being known by everyone in a fraternity, but also by every girl that parties there. TSM.

Passive aggressively favoriting all of your little’s tweets so she’ll text you back. TSM.

“I’ll drag him there by his bow tie.” TSM.

Some things are just too conniving and manipulative to go through with…so you get your big to do them. TSM.