Uni advice flatmates
I was super blessed when it came to my flatmates, especially considering I wasn't orignally in this flat and I only switched because some people in a uni groupchat said my hall was far away from the action. But I have to say this is one of the best decisions I've ever made. Everyone in my flat got along- well everyone who made an effort- and there was never any real beef between us. Two of my closest friends from uni are also my flatmates and with our other flatmate also being in our same friendship circle you can imagine how active our flat was.
The only complaint I can say about my flat was the kitchen, it was absolutely disgusting. I didn't even know that many kinds of mould even existed but I saw them all. We even got threatened to have our cleaning services removed a few times and we just about made it to the end of the year. I don't even know how I managed to cook and eat in the filth filled place. It's just funny because only half of my flat of 10 actually used the kitchen yet no one seemed to be to blame for all of the mess. Luckily we didn't have any fights over the kitchen but there were a few passive aggressive messages thrown into the group chat about cleaning up.
However as much as I loved my flatmates, there are some that I would walk past if I saw them on the street because they made zero effort with me. One of our flatmates we only saw 3 times during term one and we actually thought that he had left uni because there was no sign of life. We even thought that maybe we just imagined him because we never saw him leave his room, there were no sounds coming from it and he had no food in the kitchen! When did he finally start to reappear in 2nd term I had a few awkward encounters with him in the kitchen and to this day I don't even know his full name and I'm certain he doesn't know mine, we just called him 'T'.
On the other hand I had a lovely international Chinese flatmate who was always cooking up something extravagant for every meal who, although he didn't speak the best English, was always so nice and offered us food at every opportunity. But I do know some people who had terrible flatmates who threw their food away, stole their stuff and called security on them so it's just a matter of luck really.
It's not by force to be close to your flatmates but at least try to be civil and find enough common ground to have small talk with them for the few minutes while you might be alone together in the kitchen, because no one likes awkward silence.
The only complaint I can say about my flat was the kitchen, it was absolutely disgusting. I didn't even know that many kinds of mould even existed but I saw them all. We even got threatened to have our cleaning services removed a few times and we just about made it to the end of the year. I don't even know how I managed to cook and eat in the filth filled place. It's just funny because only half of my flat of 10 actually used the kitchen yet no one seemed to be to blame for all of the mess. Luckily we didn't have any fights over the kitchen but there were a few passive aggressive messages thrown into the group chat about cleaning up.
However as much as I loved my flatmates, there are some that I would walk past if I saw them on the street because they made zero effort with me. One of our flatmates we only saw 3 times during term one and we actually thought that he had left uni because there was no sign of life. We even thought that maybe we just imagined him because we never saw him leave his room, there were no sounds coming from it and he had no food in the kitchen! When did he finally start to reappear in 2nd term I had a few awkward encounters with him in the kitchen and to this day I don't even know his full name and I'm certain he doesn't know mine, we just called him 'T'.
On the other hand I had a lovely international Chinese flatmate who was always cooking up something extravagant for every meal who, although he didn't speak the best English, was always so nice and offered us food at every opportunity. But I do know some people who had terrible flatmates who threw their food away, stole their stuff and called security on them so it's just a matter of luck really.
It's not by force to be close to your flatmates but at least try to be civil and find enough common ground to have small talk with them for the few minutes while you might be alone together in the kitchen, because no one likes awkward silence.
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