Freshmen all lived in a dorm that set up as suites, with two rooms with a half bath barely big enough for a toilet and a small sink in between. The phone was in the half bath, so almost every time you sat down on the toilet, you ended up answering the phone and handing it in one direction or the other.

In the first suite I was in, the other three roommates all had HTHs (hometown honeys - Is that abbreviation still around?), and they spent all their spare time sitting on one bed talking about their boyfriends. The only conversations I had with my roommate was over our continued struggle over the overhead light. I was the pro-overhead light faction. Then the RA came to me and said my roommate wanted me to change rooms because she thought I was "strange." After another roommate switch, I finally ended up with a roommate with whom I was perfectly compatible, in that we rarely spoke and she could sleep through anything, which was good because the other side of the suite was party central. I'm still good friends with one of my suitemates, but I was very glad to get into a single room the next year.

I was in a dorm my freshman year, and it was previously a hotel, so the suites/rooms were pretty big. Still, big adjustment to live with four people all of a sudden. The closets were walk-in, though, and two of us moved our desks into two of them, so we had some privacy.

I liked all four girls but one, who was a little annoying but never really there. And it was NYU, right on 10th St. and Broadway, so we all spent most of our time out of the room anyway.

Adorable It Is: Baby Yoda Hat

Etsy seller demulcentarts made this cute crocheted Yoda baby hat. In her store, she also has a baby hat with the anarchist symbol, which I find deliciously subversive.

From the Etsy site: Baby Anarchy Hat

I have a friend who is a modern man. Some would call him a hipster. He rides a motorcycle and loves obscure records. His hope for his little girl was that she would grow up in his footsteps. Instead, without warning, she fell in love with the color pink and ballet. What's the guy to do?

My friend is the inspiration for this hat. The pink balances out the anarchy symbol. Plus, seeing a baby embodying any sort of political view always makes me giggle. The hat is crocheted in soft, washable acrylic and is sized for babies 3-6 months.

Since this is the first pink anarchy hat I'm selling, I'm offering a discounted price in the hopes that whoever purchases it would email some photos of their baby in it (for use on etsy only.) I'm not a mom yet, and my friends who are in the baby process haven't given birth yet, so baby models are a little hard to come by.

You mean Felicity's impossibly large dorm room was for real?

My dorm was also previously a hotel and and the suite was pretty big. It was a triple, where I was alone for most of freshman year, connected by a small hallway to a double where the bathroom was. My best friend from childhood ended up in the double although we didn't deliberately try to live together freshman year.

No dorm roommates for me, and I'm glad of it. It was stressful enough year 2 when we chose to live together. I can't imagine being roomed essentially at random.

I think the co-ed dorms up the hill had more roommates, and some of the accommodations in the old wing of our building may have been suites, but I didn't socialise off my floor that much.

My college actually had fairly large dorm rooms, not large enough to be a set, but huge by dorm standards. Only had a balcony one year though.

You mean Felicity's impossibly large dorm room was for real?

Exactly! It really was big like that.

When my mom was in college, they had tiny dorm rooms with two bunk beds for four women to sleep in.

I haven't seen Kelly's current dorm. They are brand new, her class is the first class to live in them. My father called them "country club" level nice. Her suite has 2 doubles and 2 single, with each bedroom having it's own bathroom. They also have a living room and a decent sized kitchen. Kelly was in a double but never had a room mate all year.

The personality problems have been MANY. That many girls in one living space is just asking for trouble.