Not being able to listen to the radio the same way after learning recruitment parodies. TSM.

The seamless transition from recruitment season to little hunting season. TSM.

Becoming the seniors you were once afraid of. TSM.

Only wearing sorority shirts around campus so the freshmen know which house to join. TSM.

Pregaming the first time you meet his parents. TSTC.

Feeling so happy when Instagram’s explore page is all sorority pics for Bid Day. TSM.

Flash Tat tan lines after Bid Day. TSM.

The passive aggressive Instagram like. TSM.

Hi. We’ve met seven times, but I’ve never seen you sober. TSM.

Looking up your potential little’s horoscope to see how compatible you are via the universe. TSM.

Saying “Thank you,” when he says “I love you.” TSM.

Your favorite beer being founded the same year as your sorority. TSM.

Writing down the pregame into your planner. TSM.

Never Have I Ever basically just being a way to call out your friends on the embarrassing shit they’ve done. TSM.

Matching your Starbucks order to your outfit. TSM.

Finding glitter in random places in your room. And backpack. And purse. And notebooks. TSM.

Bid Day may have come and gone, but recruitment is year-round. TSM.

Stalking yourself on Insta after someone follows you just to see what they see. TSM.

Planning out a week’s worth of Instagram posts ahead of time. TSM.

Having a separate group chat for your pledge class, and the pledge class degenerates. TSM.