Loving your big to pieces being obsessed with the little you don’t even have yet. TSM.

More excited about the theme than the party. TSM.

Having more documents on your laptop saved in your sorority folder than all of your class folders combined. TSM.

Having to begin every story about the night before with “So apparently…” TSM.

Being regularly told you look like trouble. TSM.

So You Think You Can Even. TSM.

Refusing to wear real jeans once you’ve worn jeggings. TSM.

“I know who your big is.” TSM.

PSLs in September being the white girl’s pregame to Fall. TSM.

Buying rhinestones by the pound. TSM.