[Catarina and Kamil] home alone

in the order of leaving:
Kojo (US)
Ida (US)
Tracy (US)
Daisy (US)
Alex (US)
Sadia (NL)
Sara (NL)
Christina (US)
Allen (US)
Cynthia (US)
Suzanne (NL)
Verena (DE)
Katusha (NL)
Tess (CA)
Naoufel (Morocco)
Amy (UK)
Charlotte (DE)
Khalil (TN)
Hayat (MA/NL)
Mona (EG/UK)
Arnica (NL)
Felicia (RO)
Yahaira (MX)
Ashley (US)
Dimitra (GR)

So it finally happened. I actually thought that it had already happened when I came back from Turkey but at that point I fortunately was wrong.

Now, it’s really happening. In my big flat, with four bedrooms, two bathrooms, toilet, kitchen, three balconies and huge living room there are only two (2) people living (I’m not counting ants and jumping spiders). Me and my dear Catarina from Portugal (hopefully, she’ll stay here long otherwise I’ll be totally alone!). Other 6 people left within last 10 days. And there is no one coming I guess until January or February or … who knows!

I don’t know if any of you has ever seen a movie called L’Auberge Espagnole. If not, please do it and thus you will have the chance to feel in what kind of environment I (I unfortunately must use this word) USED TO live.

Being in this flat with some many people was so crazy, funny, tough, challenging, cool and who knows what kind of other words I could use to describe it.

Just read what is going to change now:

There won’t be crazy parties with more than 30 people at the same time.
I will always know who is sleeping in the flat.
There will be much less mess.
The garbage will not be overflowing.
The refrigerator will be almost empty and it won’t smell bad.
12 roles of toilet paper will not be finished within 3 days.
I will be able to take shower without being threatened that someone will be doing the dishes at the same time at thus the stream of water will be smaller and colder.
There will be not that many random people in the flat.
All the buckets will be free without wet laundry of others.
It will be so fucking quiet.
There will be no long talks at night about life.
There will be no Romanian, Egyptian, Dutch, American and many many other nights with fabulous food.
There will be no neighbors pissed off with us dancing or listening to the music or doing thousands of other things.
The bottle with gas for hot water will be enough for one month and not one week.
There will be hardly any dirty dishes in the sink.
The kitchen sink will not be stuck with food and the bathroom stink will not be stuck with hair.
There will be no clothes hanging on the balconies.
There will be no having meals on the balcony with others.
The glasses and plates will not be being broken that often.
The door will not be slammed so many times.
The water and electricity bills will be smaller (but only in one month or something because we receive them delayed).
The bills for phone and Internet will remain the same.
Probably, we will still have cockroaches and lizards from time to time.
2 bedrooms will be totally empty first time since my arrival.
You will not have time wait in queue for the shower.
There will be no empty shampoo (and who knows what else) bottles under the shower.
There will be no people not letting you sleep or waking you up earlier than you were supposed to wake up.
There will be only one person saying “Oh Kamil! French fries again!”
We will not need another flipchart for writing down names of new people.
There will be less entertainment events.
We will not be going out that much.
There will be way less guests.
You will not be asked by others if you need anything from Label’Vie
There will be no group “picking coffee” in L’Equipe
There will be no guests of guests.
The door ring will almost stop ringing.
The downstairs door ring will almost stop ringing as well and you no longer will have to go downstairs to open the door because the button on the ”brown phone” doesn’t work.
The time when there is no one in the flat will be much often than the time of presence of at least one person.
There will be no people pissed off because of me listening to Bollywood songs or Madonna all the time.
No one will be pissed off not being able to find the kitchen lighter (usually taken by Catarina).
The kitchen lighter will not be lost anymore.
The red-black blanket will not be on the balcony anymore.
There won’t be thousands of laptops, plugs and cables on the table in the living room.
The Internet connection will be faster.
There will be no more people making fun of me being with (or under) my laptop.
There will be no people in their pyjamas.
There will be no more mud on the floor in the bathroom.
There will be more empty beds that the occupied ones.
Random guests or random guests of guests will not have to sleep on the floor anymore.
There will be no more friends/families from home countries.
There will be enough chairs (or too many?).
There will be no fear of plastic table in the living room collapsing because of too many things on it.
The kitchen closet will be almost empty.
To use a fork/spoon/knife/plate etc you will not have to wash it but just take it from the closet with clean dishes.
Kitchen-to-balcony door will be probably closed all the time.
There will be no more spoiled, grouse food.
There will be less grouse things in general.
The oven will not be opening itself and banging against the hard surface of the kitchen blat.
There will be enough place to cook stuff.
Your food will not be disappearing.
I won’t hear anymore “Kamil, the gas is over!/Kamil, when do we have hot water?/Kamil, will you buy the gas today?
There will be no people whom I had to help in opening window or balcony door in the living room.
There will be no more people asking me to throw away the garbage.
There will be no more people openly imitating the funniest things about our other flat mates.
I will have no room mate.
The kitchen sink will be probably empty most of the time.
There will be no more grouse leftovers on the table with thousand of ants eating them.
There will be no cleaning lady twice a week (no money for that :( )
There will be no bed sheets falling from the balcony and being brought back to the flat by some random Moroccan people.
There will be no more police in the flat.
The sound of falling nob in the bathroom will be much more rare.
There will be no new names on the “do you have facebook?” flipchart.
There will be no more AIESEC dances.
There will be no more postcards.
There will be no more weekend trips to different parts of the country.
There will no “Sex and the City” and other movies/TV series being watched together by more than two people.
There will be no more people complaining that the rent is too high.
I won’t be going to the bank so often to pay the money on the bank account.
There will be no loud “good morning” in the morning.
There will be no my favorite hair straightening device.
All the sheets and pillow-cases will be clean now.
It’s gonna be so empty now.
You will be able to use toilet or bathroom without closing the door.
My “flat accounting journal” will have almost no entries.


Oh fuck! I’m so gonna miss EVERYTHING listed above!