During my time at universirty I had a rollercoaster of disasters and fantastic experiences with room mates. My freshers year I lived in a delightful house in Waterway Gardens, a walk to my uni building and next to a lovely park! However I was fated to end up the strangest and oddest selection of roomies (one of which has become a best friend, who says leaving your university decisions to the last minute doesn't pay?)
My second and third years I braved living with G and three other boys- all I can say was that I loved every minutes of it. The chaos, humour, even the dirty socks. They taught me how to cook and forced me to clean; who says women are the fairer sex?
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