in the dorms, my "neighbors" were cool. there weren't much issues other than a few noise complaints from the female RA at the other end of the hall sometimes: ridiculous computer speakers + metal DDR pads back then tended to get loud...
in the apartment, most of my neighbor were cool, except for the bitches below me.

they've called the cops on my apartment a few times for crap that no one else would normally care about, like partying it up on a friday or saturday night. sometimes it was reasonable when there actually was a ruckus going on, but sometimes it's just a game of poker, taboo, cranium, trivial pursuit, or a sports game/video game on tv that just ended up getting slightly crazy, and they'd call too. too bad exploding their place would destroy the foundation for my place. ;_;
and then at home... oh boy... most of the neighbors keep to themselves, though a few are closer family friends. but the neighbors in my backyard (literally) my family's never liked. and a couple months ago, one of them assaulted my dad and brother, thus starting the court processes (which are still going). first there were restraining orders, and both sides (yes even that neighbor) were pressing charges. eventually, the ones against my dad were dropped as they were false to begin with, and a trial by jury should be coming up sometime for that neighbor.
Most amazing jew boots