After 1 dress and a book have been stolen I have decided I am officially outgrowing this hostel and communial living on an extreme level. 14 girls in one room...is getting a bit old. Speaking of old there is someone in our room who mid 40's at least- she has pictures of kids and everything. I am truely curious as to what her deal is but fear it will be a sad story that will depress her to tell me and me to hear. On top of that there are some true weirdos in our room such as: the mad hatter (who sleeps with her hat on when the room is very hot), snory, sleepy (who goes to bed at 9 at wakes up at the crack of dawn), the pack rat (unpacks and packs and is very loud), the heavy breather (god only knows what she is up to), the tosser (that's me...and I fear rolling off the top bunk and wake up with my heart racing thinking about it!) Maggie and I have kicked the apt. search into high gear- keep you posted.