LoveableNerd wrote:
I had to have a private dorm room in college. And even then, couldn't sleep due to the noise from the room below mine where the occupants insisted on blasting their music at all hours of the night and the RA's wouldn't do anything about it. I ended up getting a two-bedroom apt with a roommate which worked pretty well because he was quiet. *Until* some people moved into the apt below who liked to practice with their band at 4AM in the morning.
One up:
Three words:
DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION.
Living below a DDR fan is a nightmare of epic proportions. I coped better with the train-tracks running right past that flat on Camden Road and the shaking of the entire building better than I did the guy upstairs. >_<;
O'course now.... I still have someone who stomps about upstairs, and I share a studio flat with someone who I used to like plenty until she became a liability.
I sorta wish I could have my own space, but I can't kick her out presently.... so I don't have any.
I do not have any privacy.
But then being forced outside my comfort zone is the story of my life.... I don't much care any more.