Every empty bottle has a story. TSM.

Needing a second 21st birthday because you don’t remember the first one. TSM.

“Can we go to Starbucks first?” TSM.

Feeling more hazed by Nationals when they question you about hazing than you ever did by your sorority. TSM.

Tequila is worth the regrets. TSM.

Waking up and realizing you made brunch plans with way too many people. TSM.

Being a recruitment rock star. TSM.

Selective Panhellenic love. TSM.

“What? Do you think they’re going to tell me I can’t go to my last formal? Doubt it.” TSM.

The best part of being a legacy is getting your mom’s vintage letters. TSM.