A year ago, I left my parents’ house and I decided to live on my own. I became accustomed to my life, alone with my cat, in my apartment in Lyon. But by carefully planning my semester in New York, I realized that apartment rents were too high and my budget was too low to consider going it alone… So goodbye France, goodbye Boo (that’s my cat), goodbye my apartment. Hello New York and hello… roommates !
Once arrived in New York City, I moved in Brooklyn with 5 people : a couple of Americans and 3 French. And I think that this experience allows me to learn a lot about myself (and about other people).
Living with roommates is the best solution ever ! It gives you the opportunity to live in a larger apartment (thus nicer and more comfortable), and to split the cost of rent and utilities.
I was never an orderly person, then I thought that other people’s mess will not bother me. I was wrong. The truth is that we like the mess until the day we discover the mess of others. After some discussion, we decided that everyone does what they like in their bedroom but common rooms should remain a haven of peace.
I really liked to live on my own, I could stay in my pyjamas all day long, sing a bad song without being judged, procrastinate… But even if my cat was a good company, our conversations remained limited ! Now, I’ve got roommates to talk to. We discuss about our working day, and it is cool to discover habits and lifestyles different from mine.
During my first week at the apartment, my roommates stole beers which I had just bought. As I never live with roommates, I didn’t know how to react, but my friends motivated me to speak up to be respected… Their justification : there was a soccer match, France against the Netherlands (we won, but it is quite normal, we are the champions of the world !) and they couldn’t watch it without beers. But they apologized and 2 days after, they bought me another pack of beers. We drank it all together and that was great !
It has been less than a month since I lived with them, and after difficult debuts, I feel that my roommates are here for me. They listen to me complaining at the end of my day, recommend me Netflix series, order sushis with me…
And I feel that when I am going to leave, I will miss them.