The “let’s pretend we’re laughing” picture. TSM.

Playing the game better than the guys who taught it to you. TSM.

Being told you’ll always be the girl he compares other girls with. TSM.

Before meeting for happy hour, asking your sister to rate the cuteness of her outfit on a scale of GDI-formal so you can dress accordingly. TSM.

Getting a “Goodnight, I love you both” from your man’s big brother. TSM.

Freaking out when you become a rho chi because you don’t have any t-shirts that aren’t sorority-related. TSM.

He asked if I had a different bow for every day of the week. He’s severely underestimating my collection. TSM.

Being asked when you’re going out, not if your going out. TSM.

Drinking straight from a wine bottle at the fraternity, then filling it up with beer. TSM.

One of the most magical sounds being the opening of a brand new wine bottle. TSM.

Your superlative being “most likely to glitter her life.” TSM.

Your memory from last night being as choppy as your Vines from last night. TSM.

The squeal of excitement the first time your boyfriend’s mom texts you. TSM.

Anything is possible, except writing your senior will without crying. TSM.

Your shopping list for the day consisting of glitter, stickers, and birth control. TSM.

Figuring out how you’re going to ask your date to formal before you’ve even decided who you’re asking. TSM.

Wearing heels to chapter that you had sex in hours before. TSM.

Having a week-long sleepover when your big goes through a breakup. TSM.

“I want to be mad at you, but you are literally too cute for me to function.” TSM.

Our favorite fraternity playing our sorority’s song at their exchange with another sorority. TSM.