Winning the “Who got the most Facebook likes after formal?” competition. TSM.

Bringing a backup bow for after you’ve taken your cap off at graduation. TSM.

“It’s always Summer somewhere.” -Lilly Pulitzer. TSM.

Being both an asset and a risk. TSM.

Friends don’t let friends go to formal without a tan. TSM.

It’s not just about winning Greek week, it’s about your rival sorority losing. TSM.

So, does Macklemore just really like themed parties? TSM.

Having that one Pinterest board that makes you look like an alcoholic. TSM.

Being known as the sister to go to if you want your hair teased. TSM.

Trying to choose between glitter and rhinestones, but ending up using both. TSM.

“Where are you? Get here now!” TSM.

Nothing is better than being sorority of the year except for staying sorority of the year. TSM.

Becoming irate when another girl has the nerve to rate your boyfriend on Lulu. TSM.

If your selfies aren’t used for Snapchat or drunk texts, please direct yourself over to Myspace. TSM.

Contemplating over exactly which emojis to send him for at least 45 seconds. TSM.

Feeling a little ashamed, but also a little bit proud after being banned from a bar. TSM.

New members don’t have to know me after I graduate, they just have to know I was here. TSM.

Expecting a ring that will nearly blind people if you move your hand too quickly. TSM.

Your family being the “Lucky Charm Family” because you’re consistently lucky to be alive. TSM.

Your chapter never asking for t-shirt sizes because everyone’s a small. TSM.