Saying “I could see myself doing that” after hearing stories from nights you don’t remember. TSM.

New girls knowing who you are when you’re a senior because your little and g-little talk about you so much. TSM.

Always voting against your rival sorority, no matter the school. TSM.

The only man a girl should ever wait for is the bartender that’s serving her wine. He’s a busy man. TSM.

“Do we like her?” TSM.

I like my politics red, my wine white, and my skies blue. TSM.

Using your front-facing camera as a mirror. TSM.

Manners with his mother. Makers with his father. TSM.

Being pretty offended when he tells you that you are a “good girl,” but also slightly proud that someone out there still thinks so. TSM.

You can’t be “practically” in a sorority, geed. TSM.