> We just smoked outside the back of the building.

I don't care if someone smokes, as long as I don't have to inhale the smoke. A lot of campaigns against smoking in public places, from school until today, made life unpleasant and dangerous for people like me: smoke filled the few remaining non-enforced places, from bathrooms to elevators to airport exits. Turns out there's correlation between "smoking ban not enforced" and "I can't avoid going there". Whenever they instead end up with smokers gathering in the corner of the street I can just go around: that's great, hope that no one disturbs smoking in that corner as long as possible!

We had full on stalls with brick/cement walls up to the ceiling (stall sized still, but private), so even the farts were muffled. Communist construction was no joke. Later in college, with some "modernized", capitalist toilets, we got an "open room", thin wooden "walls" that left the botton 20 centimeters open and left a gap on top.

In the old part of the buildings, we still had proper stalls, some even with a small sink inside the stall.

No toilet paper or soap either. You only used those bathrooms if the alternative was shitting your pants, and even then it was a good idea to do it during class to minimize the likelihood of someone walking in on you.