YOU’VE NEVER MET YOUR ROOMMATE… BUT LIVE TOGETHER.

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That email from Housing. A name, a profile often vague. Your initial thought: "This is it. My first real-world taste, shared with a stranger." For many of us, that stranger became an indelible part of our Ivy experience, a character in our "Dorm Life Chronicles."

Remember moving day? The awkward smiles, the silent assessment. Was their desk a sign of genius or neurosis? Their music, hidden depths or just eclectic? From shared mouse terror to all-nighters fueled by stale coffee and existential dread, these were the moments.

We’ve all lived through the roommate chaos. The passive-aggressive notes, the disappearing mug, ungodly study hours clashing with sleep. But then, the midnight debates, stretching until dawn, transforming from academic theory to life’s grandest questions. Shared triumphs, quiet consolations during brutal exams, the unexpected friend who saw you at your most vulnerable and still somehow… got you.

It's a uniquely "college" rite of passage, especially here. That first year, navigating not just advanced calculus but the delicate dance of cohabitation with an unknown. These aren't just stories; they're foundational chapters of our shared narrative, whether you're still in the stacks or reminiscing. What's your most memorable "stranger roommate" story? Share it!