Everybody will have many experiences while they study abroad, business matter, thus they have got to share a room or maybe a better one is one unit apartment with another persons. Roommate is quite interesting, whether she can be your close friend or enemy. A person who might be know you better than anybody.
In a room where you have to share you comfort zone, a person who may see what do you do everyday and your habit in the room. Talking about roommate somehow is funny, maybe you learn something from "sharing"experiences.
Mt first roommate when I studied abroad in Kuala Lumpur was a Indonesian girl. She was younger than me four or five years. But she was mature enough for her age. Inside her hijab she is a beautiful girl, mix of Arabian ancestors and Indonesia. We can mingle quite well together. As a roommate, I don't have any awful habits, just cleanliness is number one for me. Our room is very small, 3x4 m, with two bedroom, two study desks, two cupboards, and one toilet. The space between our beds just enough for one person to walk by. It was easily to bump each other. During the first month, we tried to understand each other habits and had chit chat. Everything was going well. She has had a boyfriend in in another town in Indonesia and hide this relationship from her parents. I found she often fly back to meet up with her bf and absent from class. Plus, our room was very humid, fungus appeared very three days on the cupboard and I couldn't stand with that green fungus. While, she often did not stay in the room, her cupboard became so green! and I wiped her cupboard every time the fungus got horrible. After three months, when she was going back to her hometown, I wrote a leaving letter, saying sorry for leaving the room without telling her personally.
I moved to another room, with an Iranian girl. She was an innocent girl who started to learn English. She was 19 years old and had a 40 years old Iranian man as her boyfriend. This man was old enough to be her father. Anyway, another complicated story began. Her BF from Iran went to meet her. They always argue and fight. I heard that she has got married (under religion). Living with her was emotionally exhausting. She could shout and spoke in Iranian when she had fight with her husband then cried. It was terrible cause it was not for one time or two times but every week must be something happened. Once I was studying and she spoke loudly in her language, angry. I counted time cause it was my room too. Then I could not stand anymore, I packed my laptop, slammed the door and went to lobby. She seldom went out for dinner or shopping with friends. when she felt guilty she would clean the room. Patience is a key to bear with this kind situation. Negative emotions is really influencing my mood. Fortunately after all storm, her family came to KL, then she wanted to move out, her family wanted to buy an apartment. I was not sure, cause she did not have a real plan of her life. After several weeks she left, staying outside with her family, she came back with blue hair and without her hijab! Her look has made me shocked for seconds. She took her stuff from our room and we said goodbye and hug each other. I felt relief.
Another Chinese Malaysian girl came to place the empty bed. This girl is cute and innocent, really clean! She wiped the floor with hands and her stuff was really organized. She has obsessed with cleanliness more than me. I learned to wipe the floor with hands too since the room was very small. She was the last roommate before I finished studying. Even though we did not talk much because she was not confident with her English but we share laughter very well.
Some kind of others' roommate maybe hangover every day, bring her bf in the room, smoking, drinking, and messy. That might be a hell if we cannot accept those behaviors. We just have two options if we can't accept it, it could be being very stubborn to keep our right of the room or just move to another room.
Anyway, even though, a roommate may share a short time with my life, but from this experience I learn how to accept people in my life.
A nice roommate, A person who knows how you snore every night, how you sick, sad, angry, even when you unconsciously fart (without telling to other people), she might be the only one who is willing to accompany you to find some food at night. Respect and tolerate are the key for everybody who shares their private zone with roommates! :)
A nice roommate, A person who knows how you snore every night, how you sick, sad, angry, even when you unconsciously fart (without telling to other people), she might be the only one who is willing to accompany you to find some food at night. Respect and tolerate are the key for everybody who shares their private zone with roommates! :)
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