Your actual little sister running home to you on Bid Day. TSM.

I’ll make the Jell-O shots. I took AP Chem in high school. TSM.

Becoming the seniors you were once afraid of. TSM.

Upgrading to a shack sweatshirt for fall. TSM.

I’m reaaaallly sorry, but could you take one more? TSM.

“Oh, I only drink vodka and wine.”
“Really? I drink anything and everything” TSM.

I wish my life was as organized as my planner. TSM.

Not being able to listen to the radio the same way after learning recruitment parodies. TSM.

1: “Do you workout?”
2: “I mean I sorority squat in like ever picture.” TSTC.

Fraternity girlfriends being a sorority of its own. TSM.