Having more sorority t-shirts than college t-shirts. TSM.

Being the lightest person and the heaviest drinker in the room. TSM.

“One more shot before we leave.” TSM.

Obsessive Crafting Disorder. TSM.

I’m fluent in drunk text. TSM.

“We should have pregamed.” TSM.

She puts the “hell” in “Panhellenic.” TSM.

Making a shower cocktail, because there’s no time waste, only time to be wasted. TSM.

Ordering sorority stoles, because there’s no way you’re not wearing your letters to graduation. TSM.