I'm pretty sure you know what big/little is even if you aren't a part of greek life, mainly because all these sorority b*tches run around screaming about how obsessed they are with their big or little. If you don't want to hear a sorority b*tch tell you why she loves her big, please leave. Because I'm about to tell you why My Big is the Best Big.

1. She bakes.

Okay, let me preface this with saying that when I walked in on the first night of big-little and I had A MILLION mini snickers, the second night, I got A MILLION DORITOS AND BROWNIES. Now, I cannot bake, I cannot cook, I don't even know how to properly cook rice (STG I should just do a listicle about all my TERRIBLE cooking experiences, they're that bad). But homegirl bakes, and homegirl baked for me, before I even knew exactly who she was. But, wait, that's not all! My Gbig WENT TO CULINARY SCHOOL AND MAJORED IN PASTRIES. So basically, my big (and my Gbig) are literally all I need in life because they bake, and they bake DAMN good.

2. She's extra As F*ck

But not only is my big extra, my whole goddamn fam is extra. To the point where other people get jealous because they think we're trying to one-up them, but in reality, we're just that extra. My big literally thought it would be a good idea to make me a cabinet for the box that gifts get delivered in. A CABINET, made of WOOD, that she would have made herself. On reveal, they went full out in Star Wars costumes, I got a LIGHTSABER. My Gbig asks that I call her Grandma, my GGbig asks that I call her GiGi (Not GG, but GiGi "like G-I-G-I, I've always wanted that as a nickname"). Anyways, we're all extra as fuck, but we're all extra as fuck together so basically its a match made in heaven.

3. We are one

I swear to god, anytime I'm having a bad day, or a bad week, she knows. She texts me ALL the time and when I don't answer, she knows something is up. Also, my whole fam, my Big, my GBig (who asked me on the first day to call her Grandma), and my GGBig (who told me "I've always wanted GiGi to be a nickname. But not "G-G, G-I-G-I" so GiGi she is) are all different versions of the same person. Our fam is one. We are one.

4. She brings out the best in me

Sometimes you need soft love (i.e hugs and cuddles and chocolate), other times you need tough love. Whatever kind of love I need, she gives me. And she also makes me a better person. I'm complaining about my classes-- she tells me to get my shit together and go to class. I'm complaining about gaining weight-- she makes us a gym schedule so we can work out together. Whatever it is, she's there to make me the best version of me. And I can't thank her enough.