Being convinced you would make a good standards chair since you’ve been to so many meetings. TSM.

The unspoken competition to have the largest sorority family. TSM.

Your contribution to a group project being “making it look nice.” TSM.

Dear Standards: it was worth it. TSM.

Flirting more with your rush crush than your actual crush. TSM.

The Wizard of Oz taught me never to underestimate the power of a great pair of shoes. TSM.

Feeling like you have your life together once you finish organizing your craft box. TSM.