Sharing carefully edited stories about your year with mom over Hot Toddies. TSM.

Moment of panic when your Big doesn’t pick up her phone in the middle of an outfit crisis. TSM.

Using hand signals from rush at the bar so that your sisters know when to save you from the awkward convo. TSM.

“I don’t mean to sound bitchy, but…someone had to say it.” TSM.

Spending class Facebook chatting with my sister next to me about all the stupid things the geeds say. TSM.

Going through separation anxiety when I can’t find my iPhone. TSM.

That’s Klassy, with a K. TSM.

Running a credit check on a Fratdaddy before agreeing to go to his formal. TSM.

Sympathizing with Regina George. TSM.

Sitting in the back row of Feminism class, online shopping for lingerie to wear for my fratdaddy this weekend. TSM.