Why I'll Miss College:

I cannot figure out what is going on in the room next to mine. It's like someone is having wild, crazy, silent sex or they're jumping on the bed, ramming the bed into the wall, working out on a stairmaster/treadmill, or just doing insane kickboxing exercises that involve repeatedly hitting the wall. It's getting rather frustrating.

I banged on my side of the wall with the side of my fist a bunch though and yelled "Quit it!" and that seems to have switched him/her to play loud rock music instead, which I am surprisingly fine with.