Hello everyone. This is Olivertomo!
I’ve written in my blog before about the many things that happened at the share house I lived in …
I can’t write about it all at once, so I’m going to split it into two posts.
I hope you will take it easy on me.
- I’m worried about living abroad.
- I want to know what it’s like to live in a share house abroad.
- I want to hear the actual opinions of those who have studied abroad.
We will answer these questions and more.
I experienced studying abroad in Sydney for a year starting in 2018. Now I’m writing a blog based on that experience.
By reading this post, you’ll get an idea of what a real share house abroad would be like!
Visiting a Share House
I would like to start by saying that this article is only about my actual experience, and is not meant to speak ill of any particular country or people.
Thank you for your understanding.
One November in 2018, I was looking for a new shared house.
I wanted to move to a place close to my language school, so I found a good place near the school and decided to visit.
On the day of the visit, I decided to meet the owner in front of the property.
However, the owner did not show up at the building at the appointed time…
When I called her again, she said she would be arriving soon.
In the end, the owner arrived an hour late.
I held the key over the door and entered the entrance, then took the elevator.
The owner told us that there were two rooms available.
The first was a corner room on the 13th floor, where I would later live, and the second was a corner room on the 22nd floor.
We decided to visit the 22nd floor first.
A Frenchman and an Australian were living there, and we took a look at their rooms.
The view was nice, but the space wasn’t very clean, so we decided to look at the other rooms.
When we moved to the 13th floor, there was a Japanese and Iranian couple and a Chinese woman living there.
The space was clean and tidy, and I felt safe in the presence of Japanese people just like me.
I made an immediate decision on this room, as it was closer to the ground than the previous floor.
I was very lucky because according to the owner, this place was very popular!
Nervous First Day of Living
On the day of moving in, I woke up early, prepared my luggage, and said goodbye to my previous housemates.
A good friend of mine helped me move in!
When I greeted my new housemates, they told me about the facilities of the house.
As I greeted my new housemates, they told me about the facilities of the house, including the rules for the refrigerator and kitchen, and my nerves began to ease.
The first week went by without any problems, but finally their true nature came out…
Their true nature came out.
One day, when I washed the plates after dinner and left them to dry, my Iranian housemate got angrywith me for some reason.
When I asked him why he was angry, he told me it was because I hadn’t put the dishes away.
After that, when the room was a little dirty, he would ask me why I didn’t vacuum.
That’s when I realized that he was a germophobe.
I was too much of a perfectionist, so I had to clean up before he noticed, which caused me a lot of stress.
On the other hand, I remember he used to have fights with his Japanese girlfriend as well.
And the Chinese woman didn’t clean at all, she left a large number of shoes at the door and often made a mess of things.
In addition, she was talking on the phone much louder than she should have been, often yelling, which was quite annoying and could be heard from other rooms.
She is usually quiet, but when she goes back to her room, her personality seems to change.
I wanted to give her a warning, but I couldn’t because I was too patient at that time…
Time passed and the Japanese and Iranian couple decided to move out of their house.
They were very comfortable for about three weeks after moving in, but then a new person came to visit.
It’s a long story, so I’ll write the rest of the story in the second part.
- There are people with different personalities in the world.
- It is necessary to accept cultural differences.
- It’s better to communicate your thoughts to others.
That’s it for the first part on housemates in a share house!
In the next installment, we’ll be looking at a couple of crazy Australians and Italians.
What will happen next time?