Mentally undressing every guy you see in cargo shorts, and not because you think he’s hot. TSM.

Being the “Senior Bitch” and feeling damn proud of it. TSM.

Never showing up empty-handed, whether that’s Starbucks at 2, or wine at 9. TSM.

Having a backup date in every fraternity. TSM.

Being in his rush video. TSM.

Wearing letters when high school kids come to tour because you’re always recruiting. TSM.

Having a week’s worth of Instagram posts planned out because your graduation pictures were so perfect. TSM.

Being the center of attention at your senior roast. TSM.

Pregaming your standards meeting. TSM.

On a scale from hungover at an 8am to formal, how cute are you getting? TSM.

I thrive on compliments and wine. TSM.

Feeling standards’ eyes burning through your soul when she talks about “inappropriate behavior.” TSM.

Your family being able to spot you at graduation just by the bow on your cap. TSM.

Don’t cry because it’s over. Cry because you were too drunk to remember it. TSM.

Considering putting on real clothes to be act of community service. TSM.

Girls travel in packs. TSM.

Stalking a hookup’s older hotter brother on Facebook while wearing his shirt. TSM.

Teaching yourself an entire class the night before finals. TSM.

Taking his Adderall instead of a shirt during finals week. TSM.

Breaking hearts and forgetting names. TSM.