Window stuck open all winter.
WINDOW STUCK OPEN ALL WINTER.
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Remember that persistent draft, the one that no amount of tape, strategically placed textbooks, or even your entire collection of sweaters could ever truly conquer? That wasn't just a draft; it was a character-building exercise, an unyielding test of resolve. Our dorms, steeped in history and sometimes... well, sometimes just plain old, offered us lessons far beyond the lecture hall. From the scurry of unexpected roommates (of the four-legged variety) to the passionate midnight debates fueled by cheap coffee and even cheaper pizza, dorm life was a crucible.
But the window stuck open? That was a special kind of extreme. While your peers in sunnier climes worried about AC, we were perfecting the art of layering, transforming our beds into fortresses against the biting chill. Studying for that crucial organic chemistry exam or drafting an essay on ancient philosophy became a feat of endurance, each paragraph typed with numb fingers, each complex thought formed through chattering teeth. Yet, we adapted. We shared blankets, invented bizarre heating contraptions (safely, mostly), and found camaraderie in our collective shivers.
These were the conditions that forged us. They taught us resilience, problem-solving, and the unique kind of humor that only comes from shared absurdity. They are the stories we tell, the secret handshake of those who’ve truly experienced the depths and heights of a top-tier education. It wasn't just about the intellectual rigor; it was about navigating a world where a perpetually open window in December was just another Tuesday.
What's your extreme dorm story?