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Originally posted by Sushipunk The 'erratic' behaviour finally made sense.

Yesss... the 'dope fiend' flatmates.
After the hairdresser from hell a couple of us moved into this huge house down in Darling Point in Sydney with a few other people we 'kind of knew' and at least had a roof over our heads. Where I shared a room with another girl, (I'll call her V to protect the innocent ) that worked at DJ's and we'd make dreadlocks and hair extensions together for amusement, sell them to people for some pretty good coin too. It wasn't too bad except most of the boys seemed to be rampaging pot fiends through the week and speed freaks come the weekend and go clubbing.
They where pretty good people for the most part, grotty like most young people but I had no idea how they where paying the rent in the place which was like about $600week, I didn't care because I wasn't paying much and it was close to work. I'd loan them the car and they'd always fill it up with petrol after they where done, change the oil, plugs and anything else that needed doing.

Well, after awhile V and I noticed on the way to work that I was getting followed by the cops a lot, which being Darling Point and close to the Cross wasn't that unusual but it started getting irritating when we'd end up always being pulled over.
Breathalysed, car searched and 101 cop questions.
Inner city cops aren't exactly subtle, two nice young ladies driving around in a comparatively nice car (Celica GT4 such a pretty car I miss it) wearing our 'gothy going out clubbing gear' basically in cop brain = hookers
( I didn't realise this until several months later when it finally clicked over in my feeble, immature brain... god damn I was stupid! )

I eventually got cranky with this detective one night to the point my loud mouth self nearly ended up being thrown in gaol, it literally happened every 2 days, sometimes 2-3 times a day. Turns out my other 4 flatmates had 'alternative' ways of making a living, they dealt drugs, lots of drugs!
Wisely not out of the house and they probably thought ever so wisely, NOT USING THEIR CAR to pick the stuff up with.
ohhhhhh... 3 months later we end up ID'ing one of them in the morgue after and OD, 4 months later V and I are getting really scared when one hopped in a car with some (big scary, cut the toes off you) associates and disappeared forever (I assume bottom of the harbour somewhere) and we where out of there hundred miles and running!
Didn't say anything, crammed all our stuff in my poor little car one afternoon and went into hiding at V's friends place in Surrey Hills ...and my car got stolen
In retrospect, it was probably best thing for it anyway!

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Originally posted by Sushipunk ....

that's just awful. I hope he bought you a new telly. I also hope you locked the bathroom incase rentboy got randy himself

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Originally posted by Sushipunk grabbed my fucking TV and threw it out the door. Threw. Out the door. I have to at least concede that it was a good throw too

I laughed

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Originally posted by Lilith In this case, her boyfriend, she had a right hook that lashed out and cold clocked this bloke who would have been around 6'2" and 70-80kg, she was maybe 4 inches taller than I was (midget) and while he's down starts pogo'ing on his head giving him a taste of boot. It took 4 girls to drag her off and we lost a lot of skin in the process doing it, I figured it was a once off thing.

so, which was more dangerous, Zimbabwe or this chick?

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freshamn year i had roomate i didn't like. i caught her masturbting when she thought i was a asleep. i got out of bed to let her know i was awake...

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Originally posted by inconspicuous AndreaCKY772. just. so. dumb.

freshman yr of college

roommate was 6'4 280lbs from buffalo ny, rode a bike and left it in our dorm room.

roommate agreement was i can smoke in the room while he's not there.

he got sick once, coughing and gagging up a storm, he turned the heat on and closed all the windows for a week. it was so bad i slept in the lounge, he wouldn't even open the window to let in fresh air, basically incubated in his sickness. he got better i was still pissed...he starts using my laptop without asking, i tell him to ride his tricycle to the comp lab and use that. he gets pissed slams the door and rides off...im pissed from the sickness incubating and using my shit, i invite the whole floor to my room to smoke cigs...hanging out in the lounge i hear him come back. he comes back and screams I TOLD YOU NOT TO SMOKE IN THE ROOM...punches the wall and makes a hole in the wall. i go to my room to see if he broke any of my shit, i see the hole in the wall and get our RA, I tell the RA i want him moved out because I'm scared he's gonna mess up my property just like he did the wall..

2 weeks later he moves out and I have the double all to myself...to which my ukranian gf at the time moves in with me...i win

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JUST ME N YOU

Lilith has the best stories.

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lol, i was the shitty roommate freshmen year. some food spilled out of the garbage and I made my roommate clean it. I was messy, Id jerk off when he was 'sleeping'. id make fun of him, keep him up late at night, wake him up early.


it was fun. But then we became better friends and better roommates, and years 2 3 and 4 were mucho better.

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i used to think that i couldn't live alone...like i'd get too bored or whatever, but ever since my mom has been out of town for the past 2 weeks, i'm happier than a pig in shit just sitting around the apt by myself in my underwear watching TV and cooking dinner for myself with some tunes playing.


i'm definitely gonna get my own place instead of moving in with roommates. it's not worth it to have a roommate just so i can live in a nicer condo.

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Originally posted by notelfreak man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone

Do you US types call house/flatmates roommates?

In the UK, a roommate is someone you share a room with, house/flatmates are people you live in a house/flat with, each with their own room

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Originally posted by inconspicuous hot damn. Well, first step is to stop living with guys way older or very different from yourself. Guys have FAR different concerns when it comes to living arrangements. All we really care about is: can we walk through it somehow, does it wreak (not just smell), is it loud at times that someone's doing it just to be an asshole, and does everything [that we actually use] work. Maybe that's just 'cuz I've been at boarding schools since I was 14, but I guess you just get used to a lot of stuff. That being said, all the roommates you mentioned fail at life.

I was living in a house where the landlord was allowed to choose my roomies for me. He didn't seem to have a knack of picking out stellar people.

No worries though because I moved out of there almost 2 years ago.