Thinking it’s casual when your roommates come and chit chat with you and your one-night stand while you’re both still in bed in the morning. TSM.

Making faces at your friends on exec, because you know they can’t respond properly and you want to see them squirm. TSTC.

Quizzing each before an exam on the material, and on your fake before the bar. TSM.

Having an arsenal of pre-rehearsed, heartfelt tag lines for pref night. TSM.

“Can you give me a different t-shirt? I’m too ugly to wear letters right now.” TSM.

Trashing his cooler after the breakup being even more therapeutic than making it was. TSM.

“You follow her? Let me stalk her Insta on your phone because she’s private.” TSM.

Refusing to date a guy because he wears Vans. TSM.

Starting the first day of classes with the last night of summer’s hair and makeup. TSM.

The Snapchat story lasted longer than the “relationship.” TSM.

It’s not blonde enough! TSM.

Pregaming your breakup. TSM.

I actually love being called “Big.” TSM.

Having a “recruitment voice.” TSM.

Drinking like a freshman to forget you’re a freshman. TSM.

“Save it and send it to me.” TSM.

Bedazzling your breathalyzer. TSM.

Starting off your juice cleanse with mimosas. TSM.

Your sorority having its own geotag on campus. TSM.

Getting the same shack shirt from more than one guy. TSTC.