[Quiet Man Cometh]

Ah. We had a guy above us who would practice Rock Band drums like mad. Took a bit to figure out what he was doing. He kept the music off so we let him keep at it except for the odd time it was late or we had studying to do. Smacking the cieling with a broom handle worked well. :)

More annoying was the person with the alarm in the next quad over who let it ring non-stop. Ick.

Yeah, I moved from a college of 250 people where I was living at home, to a University of 50 000. That was a bit of a jump.