Mass texting sisters about the new Lilly sorority prints being revealed on Facebook. TSM.

I only own three types of necklaces: crosses, pearls, and anchors. TSM.

Hungover roommate bonding. TSM.

Having to use google maps on the iPhone to figure out your location in the morning. TSM.

Leaving before you’re left. TSM.

Practicing recruitment cheers with no power in the middle of a hurricane. TSM.

Never fully dressed without a smile. TSM.

Stocking up on craft supplies and wine in preparation for the hurricane. TSM.

I think we could be really good friends if I didn’t hate her. TSM.

I love all of my sisters, just not equally. TSM.

Rolling dough with a bottle of Captain Morgan because you let a sister borrow the rolling pin. TSM.

Three things that are never flat: my mood, my chest, my hair. TSM.

The ADPi Lilly print finally comes out later this week! TSM.

Sending flirty yet totes professional emails to my office crush. TSM.

Texting all the graduates in your lineage between recruitment parties about potential new additions to the family. TSM.

Drinking like there’s no tomorrow and waking up like there was no yesterday. TSM.

Sisters that rage together stay together. TSM.

Mass texting your sisters when you move up a cup size. TSM.

Hooked up the generator so we could bake and make frozen margaritas during hurricane Irene. TSM.

Being so domesticated it hurts. TSM.