Associating with fraternity men, not frat boys. TSM.

Wine is the new black. TSM.

Writing a paper about sorority life, and not only acing it, but being told by your professor that you successfully recruited him. TSM.

Abbreviating everything except the word “fraternity.” TSM.

Your sorority involvement taking up half of your resume. TSM.

If I convince myself it didn’t happen, it didn’t happen. TSM.

Planning while tanning. TSM.

The casual “we used to talk and then you screwed me over” smile on campus. TSM.

Having neither room in your closet, nor empty hangers, but still firmly believing you need more clothes. TSM.