Shopping for a date party dress during your three-hour lecture. TSM.

Turning your letter shirt inside out for the walk of shame, because you respect your sorority enough not to shame it, but not enough to keep you from doing the shameful thing. TSM.

“Recruitment video” is a music genre if you ask me. TSM.

Controlling his zipper and his wallet. TSM.

Dressing like you’re in a sorority. Drinking like you’re in a fraternity. TSM.

Red lips, black soul. TSM.

Never knowing what’s happening in class, but always knowing what’s happening over the weekend. TSM.