“Don’t tell anyone” doesn’t apply to my big or little. TSM.

Feeling like high school you would be terrified of the new and improved college you. TSM.

Telling your big you have daddy issues because she refuses to date just one guy at a time. TSM.

“Is it weird I sort of pride myself on how crazy I am?” TSTC.

Dramatically breaking up with someone you weren’t even dating. TSM.

Writing an eight-page term paper about “Legally Blonde.” TSM.

Having more spirit for your sorority than you ever did for your high school. TSTC.

I’m concerned. My responsibilities are starting to interfere with my drinking. TSM.

Going on more dates with your big than any member of the male population. TSM.

It hardly counts as a sorority event if no one cried. TSTC.