My dorm room makes me happy. It’s the first one in my three years at Harvard that I actually like, probably because of all the natural light and the ridiculously comfortable and cushiony mattress (Harvard-issued mattresses are not created equal!)
Taken sometime last week: desk, three windows (this is a rarity!), and my bed with Eeyore.
Also, I noticed this year that I’ve stopped hooking up with guys in their rooms. Even though I live in the Quad (in one of the furthest three dorms, about .75 mile from the main campus), I make all my booty come over. Some have complained but all have acquiesced.