{"id":2886,"date":"2009-03-08T06:44:29","date_gmt":"2009-03-07T22:44:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chekyang.com\/musings\/?p=2886"},"modified":"2009-03-08T06:44:29","modified_gmt":"2009-03-07T22:44:29","slug":"thinking-back-iii-accommodation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/2009\/03\/08\/thinking-back-iii-accommodation\/","title":{"rendered":"Thinking Back III &#8211; Accommodation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My first home in Perth was a townhouse located at 11 Beveridge Street. It was two floored, newly built with six bedrooms, fully carpeted, air-conditioned including the common living and kitchen areas, and a 15 minute walk from my office in campus.<\/p>\n<p>My first year in Perth accommodation wise should had been a great luxurious experience. Unfortunately, it was anything but, because there were\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Housemates who smoked <em>in <\/em>the house.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Housemates who brought their friends into the house and who <em>also <\/em>smoked.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Cigarette ash on the carpets.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Housemates who left the kitchen littered with unwashed utensils, overnight and usually longer even with one record being unwashed materials for three nights. Imagine food leftovers that&#8217;s left on the stove for three nights.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Housemates with loudspeaker volumes when they yak on the phone.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Housemates who paired up and when they had relationship difficulties, I was unwillingly dragged in to be a crying shoulder.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\">Big disputes with parking with neighbors; in one case, residents from another townhouse parked their vehicles into our property instead.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px\" title=\"blog-home\" src=\"https:\/\/chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/bloghome.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"blog-home\" width=\"501\" height=\"381\" align=\"right\" \/> No kidding on the last. It&#8217;s like if your next door neighbor parks his car into your driveway and thinks nothing of it (<a href=\"https:\/\/chekyang.com\/musings\/2003\/03\/\">blogged here<\/a> 6 years ago LOL).<\/p>\n<p>Initially I thought it was an Asian thing &#8211; all my housemates were from either Singapore or Malaysia, and in their early 20s &#8211; but I learnt in the following year that it was an age thing in my second home when I had African housemates. Still, I lost count of the times I tried talking to these fellows asking politely each time not to smoke in the house and to clear up their kitchen mess. I think Matt remembers some of these ICQ conversations of me lamenting that I felt like I was living with neanderthals!<\/p>\n<p>At the end of my tether, I called the housing agent to step in, and one fellow took offence and turned hostile claiming that I should have spoken to him first (as though I haven&#8217;t try to LOL). Yep, and now I also had to deal with hostility in the house too.<\/p>\n<p>So, as attractive and comfortable as the place was, as soon as my accommodation contract expired at the end of my first year in Perth, I looked for alternative accommodation. To be continued!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My first home in Perth was a townhouse located at 11 Beveridge Street. It was two floored, newly built with six bedrooms, fully carpeted, air-conditioned including the common living and kitchen areas, and a 15 minute walk from my office<\/p>\n<div class=\"entry-read-more\"><a class=\"read-more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/2009\/03\/08\/thinking-back-iii-accommodation\/\">Read More<span class=\"cleanwp-sr-only\">  Thinking Back III &#8211; Accommodation<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[644],"tags":[134,307],"class_list":["post-2886","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-everything-else","tag-curtin-university","tag-phd","wpcat-644-id"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2886","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2886"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2886\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2886"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2886"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chekyang.com\/musings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2886"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}