Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Fortunate Flatting

I've been thinking a lot lately about how fortunate I am that Duncan decided I was good enough to make the cut to move into Brown Street.
The thought of flatting again terrified me. I had had a bad experience living with a friend, who became a friend no more after about nine months of living together. Due to this experience I decided I hated flatting and never wanted to do it again. Ever. Well, a few years later circumstances eventually forced me to have to look for a flat and so the flat hunting begun. The first flat I visited the couple were the playboy bunny type, you know the ones... the girl is a bleached blonde with regrowth, wears lots of pink and the boyfriend wears white singlets, flat peaked caps and is into cars (gross generalisations here). Knowing living there wouldn't be for me I politely declined the room. The second flat I went to I met a kind of shy, giggly (quite cute) guy drinking a macs beer (promising!) and he showed me around their cute villa. I liked it and told him so but didn't spend too much time talking about myself as I tend to feel awkward and clam up in situations where I'm meant to "sell myself".
Well that giggly guy was Duncan and after me being sure I wasn't going to get it, I received a call a few days later from him offering me the spot in their flat. I now know I was actually pretty lucky to have managed to get the room for a number of reasons, a.) they offered it to someone else first(!!!), b.) I barely talked about myself when I came to look at the place (I discovered while we were looking for a new flattie that they don't like that at all) and c.) Celine and Neha didn't even get to meet me, so they had to rely solely on Duncan's judgement of me.
Aside from the obvious plus of our flat having such a sweet location, the best part about having moved in there is the people. Having never been to varsity, I'd never really had the opportunity to meet any new people since leaving high school but I struck lucky and found a flat of strangers that turned out to be cool, like minded people who I can now call good friends. I've also met a heap of new people through my flatties (mostly Duncan), all of whom I get along with well, some very well (you know who you are), and some too well! It's made for lots of great times over the last eight months and a very welcome change from the same crowd I'd been hanging around with for far too long and was in desperate need of moving on from.
So I think I owe some thanks to Duncan... for suggesting me as an option for the flat, for being a cool flatmate, for introducing me to all your awesome friends and girlfriend and last but not least, for introducing me to d'n'b!
It is going to be sad day for me when I have to leave you guys at Brown in only a few months time.

The Brownies - Celine, Tui, Duncan & Laura

3 comments:

Diana of Versailles said...

I am glad I met you too!

duncan said...

Oh oh, gushy blog love alert! Don't you know that you are supposed to be sour, offensive, angry and resentful on the internet?

Tui said...

I'll take that as a "you're welcome Tui, I am glad we asked you to move in and share your mad baking skills with us". Ha!

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