“Can we go to Starbucks first?” TSM.

Feeling more hazed by Nationals when they question you about hazing than you ever did by your sorority. TSM.

Tequila is worth the regrets. TSM.

Selective Panhellenic love. TSM.

Using your one call from jail to call your VP of Communications so you don’t get fined for missing an event. TSTC.

“Lord, grant me the caffeine to handle the things I can, and the wine to handle the things I can’t.” TSM.

“Can you send a pledge to dig out my car?” TSM.

We do not waste alcohol. TSM.

Feeling no guilt using your sorority’s Netflix account while you’re home because, like, seven cents of your dues pays for it every month. TSM.

Shamelessly adding four bottles of champagne to your mom’s shopping cart. TSM.