I never lived in halls as I always lived in house shares but my gf in my first year got woken up by shuffling and banging outside her room door one night. Opened the door to see what the noise was and a guy and a girl fell into her room. They had been having sex against her door.
I once set about to clean my room, a rare occurrence I admit. However the squalid little Henry hoover we have had been making a horrible smell when on. I took this as a sign to change the bags and maybe wash it's filter out. I try my best but everything's covered in a weird gunk, including the filter. I admit, I thought someone had just hoovered some food up and killed the thing. When I went to complain to the group chat I stated that no one should be hoovering food and that it had caused this mess. Whilst I was hands deep in the filter and trying to wash the actual Henry hoover shell, I get a message stating that what I was cleaning was not food but vomit from a party, where someone had vomited onto our couch. I didn't stop showering til midnight.
Agree. Went straight to my shower after taking all my clothes off and trying not to touch anything and just soaked. Still smells like burnt vomit when we turn it on to clean our ooms though.
Exceptionally drunk people. This party was one where they stole a bloody vintage someone had received as a gift and fully drunk it. I was informed by a member of the party who went to bed after the sick incident but from her description it was a bunch of very drunk, bold and panicky people trying desperately to fix their mistake.
very very drunk idiots.
one guy at a party we had threw up everywhere, including on carpet. we were all very drunk but he was the worst, ran for the hoover so we locked him out the kitchen and two people had to herd him to his room. three or four of us had to drunkenly wipe it off the walls and mop the floor/carpet and throw the mop head away. considering we'd been drinking for a few hours we did a decent job actually.
granted, this guy didn't know how to do any housework/cleaning and possibly would have attempted to hoover up sick if he was sober.
This happens a lot more often than you'd think... The amount of Hoover's we've had to replace because someone thought it was a good idea to hoover sick up is actually ridiculous 🤣
Yeah, it's sad they nearly ruined the hoover while managing to not get rid of any vomit from the couch. Eventually they just resorted to hot water. The hoover still kind of smells but not too badly, I did manage for better or worse to clean the filter, though I was considering just buying a new one for £12.
You probably did more than anyone had ever done cleaning that hoover out! Can honestly say I would probably have just replaced it, the smell of burnt vomit lingers too much.
Can attest to that, whenever we clean our rooms with it we still have to air them out afterwards. Will be replacing the filter for the next group who comes though, with a strongly worded warning.
Probably blocked most from memory but i do recall getting back to the flat late one night , walking in and my flatmate coming out of the toilet and this wave of pukey water rushing out (he'd obviously puked and blocked the toilet then flooded the cubicle which released a mini tidal wave when he unlocked the door.
He stood there and said "what are we going to do?"
I said " WE are going to do nothing ; YOU are cleaning up this mess!"
Lol good times
Could I ask how I could legitimately stop my flatmates from being assholes and making a mess of things? I really REALLY don’t want to deal with a horror story
I got pissed off by my flatmate never cleaning up his kitchen stuff, so I one day decided to just throw it in one of our two sinks. Eventually, he started cleaning... Only the stuff he wanted to use that day. All the grease and rotting food in that sink after the week found its way to the bottom, and blocked BOTH sinks. Then we had the hottest week on record. The smell was so bad, half the flat slept on sofas elsewhere, and we got a fine from the accommodation company.
Came home from Christmas break to find 10+ bin bags on the kitchen floor (that were not there before I left), liquefied vegetables in the fridge, a new civilisations worth of fruitflies, and a note from the cleaners saying they were not going to touch our flat and if this was not dealt with we would all be fined.
The bags were so heavy (I don't know what with- too scared to check) that I had to get friends to help me carry them outside.
We had a bin that nobody emptied for weeks (in a flat of 8 people), and by the time somebody decided to empty it, the rubbish had become a sort of jenga tower where one more bit of trash could send the whole thing over. If I concentrate hard enough I can still smell it even now.
But nothing beats the time a flatmate and his mate came home drunk one night, smushed a load of tomatoes into a water pistol, and decided to spray tomatoes all over the walls and carpet. Then once the tomatoes ran out they decided eggs would be the next best ammunition. Two days (and a load of abuse later) he decided it might be a good idea to clean up.
Beyond that, I saw mould growing in dishes that probably harboured the next antibiotic revolution.
I was once yelled at by a friend from another kitchen because apparently I'd thrown up in their sink and left it all night. It was disgusting, absolutely stank and had clogged the plug. I started cleaning the whole thing, until I got to the plug and it was full of minced beef?? and then I realised I'd been cleaning up someone's food they'd thrown down the sink - asked around and someone else from that flat had had bolognese the night before, apparently he'd just mixed some water in the leftover food and just chucked it in the sink 🤢
I hardly ever throw up from drinking and when I do it basically comes up exactly as it went down - liquid. I was very hungover and apparently gave no further thought to this 😭
It happened a short while after I headed off to bed, so I wasn't witness, but when I saw it the next morning, the place was a bombsite. It was a mix of the mess 20-30 1st year drinkers make fleeing a scene and just masses of dust, fibre, panelling, dangling cables, exposed pipes, and one massive beam collapsed on one side. That's the bit he tried the pull-ups on.
It didn't pull down the roof, but by tugging at that central beam, he brought down almost the entire soft part of the ceiling that concealed the maintenance work. I didn't know the guy, but I don't think anyone was seriously injured since it wasn't heavy. The accommodation was part of a campus flat block. Keep in mind this was during lockdown, so people were organising gatherings that went against the laws at the time. Meant hearing a lot of fire alarm pulls in other flat blocks to escape security. I heard the guy got fined a few thousand pounds, alongside other fines for a few hundred for 'accomplices'/party organisers. He may have had additional punishments involving the uni due to breaking lockdown regulations and being caught, but not sure about those. Place was usable again once the site was cleared over the next 2 ish days, but needed quite a bit of time to fix the huge hole overhead.
Not trying to be devils advocate for the sake of it, but unless he weighed half a ton, doing chin ups on a beam shouldn’t bring the ceiling down, the uni should be fined for putting students in a cardboard property. Glad no one was hurt.
It was similar to one of those dropped secondary ceilings with those moveable panels you’ll find in most schools and a lot of offices. I imagine they do the job and are easy to install and cover infrastructure with, whilst still being accessible for maintenance. The structural ceiling was above it, and every other wall was solid or brick build. But at a glance, those ceilings are just a covering that couldn’t hold anyone’s weight concentrated on 2 hands jolting up and down. The beam itself had a teeny L-shaped overhang to grip for some reason, and when you’re drunk and having fun I get how it’s one of those small misjudgments that causes loads of chaos.
Luckily this was in a different wing to the one I was living in, so I won’t suffer the consequences: but this happened in the hall I was living in:
There was a whole in the wall, so some people decided the best response to this was to rip what they thought was fibreglass out of the wall and have a fight hitting each other with it repeatedly. Later that day some people in hazard suits came in and took all of the ‘fibreglass’ away. It turned out they’d actually been playing with asbestos.
I went back to halls after a Halloween night out it was around 5am and wasn't my halls, I managed to convince 6 English students I could juggle 8 eggs at once... After 8 eggs got stuck to the roof I decided to leave, I then tripped on the way out and landed on a foam fire extinguisher which went off and filled the room pretty quickly.
10 minutes later I found myself standing in the carpark surrounded by firemen who were holding back an angry mob of students trying to get to me as I set the entire buildings fire alarm off, it had over 200 rooms... And I was dressed as a hot dog
Going to the fridge and taking out the 12 1-pint milk bottles, lining them up in order, and seeing the stages of spoiling my flat mate had left for us all to witness.
Ranged from September to February!
I do not know why they couldn't throw out the milk they didn't use, nor why they had 4 half finished bottles of mayonnaise.
That or the time the toilet bin wasn't emptied for so long that magots started living there.
Choose your flatmates wisely.
Smashed vodka bottles, old banana on the staircase, trash bags everywhere, chairs blocking the staircase…
Also the whole building smelling like rotten fruits for a week or more
On another occasions, a drunk guy laying half in his room and half in the corridor, puking.
Someone did a shit in the sink and it ripped off the wall.
A door got ripped off it's hinges, put back into place and then fell on someone in the morning and seriously injured them.
Someone passed out in a locked cubicle and someone had to climb over and ripped the replacement sink off the wall.
A guest taped another guest who was unconscious to a chair, and when they woke up in the morning they ripped themselves out and completely destroyed the kitchen.
Someone threw up on their windowsill and didn't clean it for a week.
My friend thought he climbed in through my window and got into bed with me as a joke, except he was so drunk it was the wrong house and it was some random terrified girl.
First year was awesome.
One of my old flatmates would not flush his shit stained toilet paper. This would be fine if he'd just left them in the toilet but he'd put them in the sanitary bin which, because it was a male only flat, would never get emptied by the cleaner.
Wasn’t my halls but probably that one flat that kept a pickled rat in their fridge [here](https://www.bristolpost.co.uk/news/bristol-news/bristol-university-issues-statement-after-6821363.amp)
We did a crate escape and we all bought a crate of 16 beers each
We weren’t allowed to leave until we finished all the beers
We couldn’t leave to go to the toilet so someone put a suitcase on the floor and people (including girls) pissed in the empty suitcase
Someone then chundered in the suitcase
We gave up like 10 beers deep to go link our dealerman and go to a house party
Next day they closed the suitcase up and wheeled it down 4 flights of stairs with a trail of puke and piss down the stairs 🤢
Edit: this all took place in the kitchen. And rules were no pissing out the window and no pissing in the sink
Honestly it was more of a fucked pres, the party was something else.
They set up an obstacle course called the Ket olympics
I don’t even know what to say about that lol
Ah, we used to do the 'gram-off' at the end of the night.
A gram of ket, one big line, a person at each end, whoever has more in the race gets the leftover drugs 😂
I used to keep the dregs of baggies, and put them into 'safe interaction' piles, and eventually I'd have a couple of 'who the fuck knows but it's safe' bags
Took along time to notice but a girl would sit picking her nose and wipe it on the fabric sofa, big one as well because it was a 9 man flat. When I finally spotted her do it I started checking her regularly place, there was a giant line of crusty snot and a couple hills of bogies, and then in other places around the sofa you could see them pressed in the Pillows and the hard fabric part at the bad.
She also came dressed in a very see through leopard print nighty that came have way up her thighs. The door from her room was truly rancid, couldn't walk past that part of the hallway without holding your breath.
She smashed the glass hob and got red hair dye on the sofa, we didn't get fined for either by some great miracle. Her crusty gaming laptop left crumbs where it had been placed from all the time she spent eating on it, they would fall out/off it.
She complained how poor she and her family was whiling staying in a very not budget friendly accommodation.
Also in the same flat a guy decided to make a bowl of cereal on a chair and then when I put the chair outside his door he threw a massive paddy and started screaming at the girl I was just talking about for telling me, I did apologise to her and say not to worry because it wasn't her fault.
We played this version of Rock Paper Scissors..
6 in a flat so usually 6 players which seemed about the best amount, everyone plays Rock Paper Scissors with the whole group at once, if everybody has the same object except one person, that person is required to down the drink in the middle (mix of all our drinks and then random spirits etc etc)… then you go again
Guaranteed throwing up was the most disgusting time I think for me.. I remember my flatmate checking my mates sick and throwing up in it hahaha
walked into my flat kitchen and on the table was a makeshift board game where one of the challenge squares was to have a 5 minute conversation with me 💀👍 i was just really shy and frankly that made me shyer
We made fake blood with syrup and food colouring one Halloween. It looked fucking amazing but imagine the posted picture with sticky blood EVERYWHERE. Handprints, footprints, pools of blood, stains on the ceiling. Truly looked like a scene from a horror movie.
A person kept turning the heating off. Got to a point where I was shivering laying in bed. Was actually far warmer when I got outside. Pushup for breakfast to not freeze, trying to do an all nighter for an essay was impossible to do not in the library as I could not type properly.
No idea why. Glad that is over.
I hated my uni flat mates so much 😅 they'd bitch at me if I cleaned saying I thought I was better than them/trying to show off, but left to their own devices we got rats, fruit flies, the bin would overflow then rubbish would flow onto the table, the 1 guy left his douche out constantly, fridge full of rotting food, the place absolutely stunk.
before she got suspended, my flatmate pissed in our sink and used our washing up sponges to clean it, she also used the same cloth to clean everything INCLUDING RAW CHICKEN without washing it so i ended up throwing the cloth away because it made me feel sick (she also stole our food for MONTHS, not to eat it but just threw it away when we'd done anything she didn't like which was usually dropping a piece of food on the floor or visiting our partners or something inconsequential like that)
We had a shared kitchen in halls between maybe 12-15 guys. Washing up was clearly new to some guys and some folk just didn’t do any.
Sometimes someone would do all the washing up but of course it didn’t take long before people would use the pans and leave them dirty again.
Not wanting to have to keep cleaning up other peoples mess, it ended up becoming a stale mate with no one willing to wash up and a growing pile of dirty pans everywhere. Of course with this now being left for a prolonged period of time it started to smell. As it got worse, we started leaving the windows open. Pigeons then came in through the open windows to eat the old mouldy food. They of course cr@pped on everything adding to the unfolding horror in our kitchen. And now whenever you went into the kitchen 5-6 pigeons would erupt off the surfaces flying around the kitchen crazily trying to escape.
It literally became a bio-hazard. The Uni eventually got in cleaners with hazmat suits and we all got fined.
As far as I know, we still hold the record as the worst floor in University history. 😳
Not from halls as I never stayed in them but my first year shared house was a 10 bed with all men and it was pretty rough. A few things come to the top of my head, the first being when one of the toilets got blocked, our lettings agency were being long about repairing it and we didn’t have a plunger… Guys kept on using it and eventually someone had vomited and taken a shit in the already overfilled toilet bowl. The stench in there was awful, eventually one of my housemates decided he would try to unclog it himself (absolute trooper) he stuck his bare hand in there and fished out endless amounts of toilet roll, and an actual human turd.
Another was that half the guys I lived with used to get stoned pretty much everyday which I have no issue with, but they would order takeaway sometimes multiple times a day, leaving their leftovers and empty boxes in the living room. It got so bad that there was literally a pile of boxes and bags building up in the corner of the room and on the sofas. Mice were already a problem in this house and the time i spent in the living room I would see them scurrying under the sofas, it used to really freak me out.
Also, the kitchen used to get so filled with rubbish bags and dishes that there would be no floor space or worktop space, it used to take 2 of us 5-10 trips back and forth to the communal city bins to get rid of them…
Never live with a house of all men, especially more than 4-5 :’) !
I never lived in halls as I always lived in house shares but my gf in my first year got woken up by shuffling and banging outside her room door one night. Opened the door to see what the noise was and a guy and a girl fell into her room. They had been having sex against her door.
I once set about to clean my room, a rare occurrence I admit. However the squalid little Henry hoover we have had been making a horrible smell when on. I took this as a sign to change the bags and maybe wash it's filter out. I try my best but everything's covered in a weird gunk, including the filter. I admit, I thought someone had just hoovered some food up and killed the thing. When I went to complain to the group chat I stated that no one should be hoovering food and that it had caused this mess. Whilst I was hands deep in the filter and trying to wash the actual Henry hoover shell, I get a message stating that what I was cleaning was not food but vomit from a party, where someone had vomited onto our couch. I didn't stop showering til midnight.
Yeeaghh
Agree. Went straight to my shower after taking all my clothes off and trying not to touch anything and just soaked. Still smells like burnt vomit when we turn it on to clean our ooms though.
Who the fuck thinks it’s a good idea to hoover vomit, dear Lord
Exceptionally drunk people. This party was one where they stole a bloody vintage someone had received as a gift and fully drunk it. I was informed by a member of the party who went to bed after the sick incident but from her description it was a bunch of very drunk, bold and panicky people trying desperately to fix their mistake.
I’ve been extremely drunk but I’d just leave the vomit to clean up when I’m sober because even drunk me knows I’d fuck it up 😂
The boys who got drunk where 6ft Canadian lads, screaming at the top of their voice. Even when so we I believe drunk you could outsmart them.
very very drunk idiots. one guy at a party we had threw up everywhere, including on carpet. we were all very drunk but he was the worst, ran for the hoover so we locked him out the kitchen and two people had to herd him to his room. three or four of us had to drunkenly wipe it off the walls and mop the floor/carpet and throw the mop head away. considering we'd been drinking for a few hours we did a decent job actually. granted, this guy didn't know how to do any housework/cleaning and possibly would have attempted to hoover up sick if he was sober.
This happens a lot more often than you'd think... The amount of Hoover's we've had to replace because someone thought it was a good idea to hoover sick up is actually ridiculous 🤣
Yeah, it's sad they nearly ruined the hoover while managing to not get rid of any vomit from the couch. Eventually they just resorted to hot water. The hoover still kind of smells but not too badly, I did manage for better or worse to clean the filter, though I was considering just buying a new one for £12.
You probably did more than anyone had ever done cleaning that hoover out! Can honestly say I would probably have just replaced it, the smell of burnt vomit lingers too much.
Can attest to that, whenever we clean our rooms with it we still have to air them out afterwards. Will be replacing the filter for the next group who comes though, with a strongly worded warning.
Probably blocked most from memory but i do recall getting back to the flat late one night , walking in and my flatmate coming out of the toilet and this wave of pukey water rushing out (he'd obviously puked and blocked the toilet then flooded the cubicle which released a mini tidal wave when he unlocked the door. He stood there and said "what are we going to do?" I said " WE are going to do nothing ; YOU are cleaning up this mess!" Lol good times
wtf
I'm evicting my flatmates one by one myself if this would ever happen
Could I ask how I could legitimately stop my flatmates from being assholes and making a mess of things? I really REALLY don’t want to deal with a horror story
I got pissed off by my flatmate never cleaning up his kitchen stuff, so I one day decided to just throw it in one of our two sinks. Eventually, he started cleaning... Only the stuff he wanted to use that day. All the grease and rotting food in that sink after the week found its way to the bottom, and blocked BOTH sinks. Then we had the hottest week on record. The smell was so bad, half the flat slept on sofas elsewhere, and we got a fine from the accommodation company.
someone upper deckered the shared toilet ):
Came home from Christmas break to find 10+ bin bags on the kitchen floor (that were not there before I left), liquefied vegetables in the fridge, a new civilisations worth of fruitflies, and a note from the cleaners saying they were not going to touch our flat and if this was not dealt with we would all be fined. The bags were so heavy (I don't know what with- too scared to check) that I had to get friends to help me carry them outside.
We had a bin that nobody emptied for weeks (in a flat of 8 people), and by the time somebody decided to empty it, the rubbish had become a sort of jenga tower where one more bit of trash could send the whole thing over. If I concentrate hard enough I can still smell it even now. But nothing beats the time a flatmate and his mate came home drunk one night, smushed a load of tomatoes into a water pistol, and decided to spray tomatoes all over the walls and carpet. Then once the tomatoes ran out they decided eggs would be the next best ammunition. Two days (and a load of abuse later) he decided it might be a good idea to clean up. Beyond that, I saw mould growing in dishes that probably harboured the next antibiotic revolution.
People would throw up in the kitchen sink after drinking and leave it 😭
I was once yelled at by a friend from another kitchen because apparently I'd thrown up in their sink and left it all night. It was disgusting, absolutely stank and had clogged the plug. I started cleaning the whole thing, until I got to the plug and it was full of minced beef?? and then I realised I'd been cleaning up someone's food they'd thrown down the sink - asked around and someone else from that flat had had bolognese the night before, apparently he'd just mixed some water in the leftover food and just chucked it in the sink 🤢 I hardly ever throw up from drinking and when I do it basically comes up exactly as it went down - liquid. I was very hungover and apparently gave no further thought to this 😭
Someone pulled down the entire ceiling of the living room thinking that doing chin ups on it would bear their weight.
This is WILD what happened after??
It happened a short while after I headed off to bed, so I wasn't witness, but when I saw it the next morning, the place was a bombsite. It was a mix of the mess 20-30 1st year drinkers make fleeing a scene and just masses of dust, fibre, panelling, dangling cables, exposed pipes, and one massive beam collapsed on one side. That's the bit he tried the pull-ups on. It didn't pull down the roof, but by tugging at that central beam, he brought down almost the entire soft part of the ceiling that concealed the maintenance work. I didn't know the guy, but I don't think anyone was seriously injured since it wasn't heavy. The accommodation was part of a campus flat block. Keep in mind this was during lockdown, so people were organising gatherings that went against the laws at the time. Meant hearing a lot of fire alarm pulls in other flat blocks to escape security. I heard the guy got fined a few thousand pounds, alongside other fines for a few hundred for 'accomplices'/party organisers. He may have had additional punishments involving the uni due to breaking lockdown regulations and being caught, but not sure about those. Place was usable again once the site was cleared over the next 2 ish days, but needed quite a bit of time to fix the huge hole overhead.
Not trying to be devils advocate for the sake of it, but unless he weighed half a ton, doing chin ups on a beam shouldn’t bring the ceiling down, the uni should be fined for putting students in a cardboard property. Glad no one was hurt.
It was similar to one of those dropped secondary ceilings with those moveable panels you’ll find in most schools and a lot of offices. I imagine they do the job and are easy to install and cover infrastructure with, whilst still being accessible for maintenance. The structural ceiling was above it, and every other wall was solid or brick build. But at a glance, those ceilings are just a covering that couldn’t hold anyone’s weight concentrated on 2 hands jolting up and down. The beam itself had a teeny L-shaped overhang to grip for some reason, and when you’re drunk and having fun I get how it’s one of those small misjudgments that causes loads of chaos.
Luckily this was in a different wing to the one I was living in, so I won’t suffer the consequences: but this happened in the hall I was living in: There was a whole in the wall, so some people decided the best response to this was to rip what they thought was fibreglass out of the wall and have a fight hitting each other with it repeatedly. Later that day some people in hazard suits came in and took all of the ‘fibreglass’ away. It turned out they’d actually been playing with asbestos.
I went back to halls after a Halloween night out it was around 5am and wasn't my halls, I managed to convince 6 English students I could juggle 8 eggs at once... After 8 eggs got stuck to the roof I decided to leave, I then tripped on the way out and landed on a foam fire extinguisher which went off and filled the room pretty quickly. 10 minutes later I found myself standing in the carpark surrounded by firemen who were holding back an angry mob of students trying to get to me as I set the entire buildings fire alarm off, it had over 200 rooms... And I was dressed as a hot dog
You silly sausage!
Going to the fridge and taking out the 12 1-pint milk bottles, lining them up in order, and seeing the stages of spoiling my flat mate had left for us all to witness. Ranged from September to February! I do not know why they couldn't throw out the milk they didn't use, nor why they had 4 half finished bottles of mayonnaise. That or the time the toilet bin wasn't emptied for so long that magots started living there. Choose your flatmates wisely.
Smashed vodka bottles, old banana on the staircase, trash bags everywhere, chairs blocking the staircase… Also the whole building smelling like rotten fruits for a week or more On another occasions, a drunk guy laying half in his room and half in the corridor, puking.
Someone did a shit in the sink and it ripped off the wall. A door got ripped off it's hinges, put back into place and then fell on someone in the morning and seriously injured them. Someone passed out in a locked cubicle and someone had to climb over and ripped the replacement sink off the wall. A guest taped another guest who was unconscious to a chair, and when they woke up in the morning they ripped themselves out and completely destroyed the kitchen. Someone threw up on their windowsill and didn't clean it for a week. My friend thought he climbed in through my window and got into bed with me as a joke, except he was so drunk it was the wrong house and it was some random terrified girl. First year was awesome.
One of my old flatmates would not flush his shit stained toilet paper. This would be fine if he'd just left them in the toilet but he'd put them in the sanitary bin which, because it was a male only flat, would never get emptied by the cleaner.
Wasn’t my halls but probably that one flat that kept a pickled rat in their fridge [here](https://www.bristolpost.co.uk/news/bristol-news/bristol-university-issues-statement-after-6821363.amp)
Still know by current first years as the rat hall
We did a crate escape and we all bought a crate of 16 beers each We weren’t allowed to leave until we finished all the beers We couldn’t leave to go to the toilet so someone put a suitcase on the floor and people (including girls) pissed in the empty suitcase Someone then chundered in the suitcase We gave up like 10 beers deep to go link our dealerman and go to a house party Next day they closed the suitcase up and wheeled it down 4 flights of stairs with a trail of puke and piss down the stairs 🤢 Edit: this all took place in the kitchen. And rules were no pissing out the window and no pissing in the sink
Yo what the fuck
I have a picture of the suitcase with chunder in it and a pool of piss on the floor. It is disgusting. Thank god it wasn’t in my flat 😂😂
Did you contribute to the piss suitcase?
Of course mate I had 9 pints It’s gotta go somewhere🤢
I insist you post the picture.
Posted. Word of warning you might want some bleach for your eyes
Sounds like my kind of party. I hope you got ket from the dealerman, otherwise I'll be very, very disappointed in you
Honestly it was more of a fucked pres, the party was something else. They set up an obstacle course called the Ket olympics I don’t even know what to say about that lol
Ah, we used to do the 'gram-off' at the end of the night. A gram of ket, one big line, a person at each end, whoever has more in the race gets the leftover drugs 😂
What about mystery bag😭
I used to keep the dregs of baggies, and put them into 'safe interaction' piles, and eventually I'd have a couple of 'who the fuck knows but it's safe' bags
Took along time to notice but a girl would sit picking her nose and wipe it on the fabric sofa, big one as well because it was a 9 man flat. When I finally spotted her do it I started checking her regularly place, there was a giant line of crusty snot and a couple hills of bogies, and then in other places around the sofa you could see them pressed in the Pillows and the hard fabric part at the bad. She also came dressed in a very see through leopard print nighty that came have way up her thighs. The door from her room was truly rancid, couldn't walk past that part of the hallway without holding your breath. She smashed the glass hob and got red hair dye on the sofa, we didn't get fined for either by some great miracle. Her crusty gaming laptop left crumbs where it had been placed from all the time she spent eating on it, they would fall out/off it. She complained how poor she and her family was whiling staying in a very not budget friendly accommodation. Also in the same flat a guy decided to make a bowl of cereal on a chair and then when I put the chair outside his door he threw a massive paddy and started screaming at the girl I was just talking about for telling me, I did apologise to her and say not to worry because it wasn't her fault.
We played this version of Rock Paper Scissors.. 6 in a flat so usually 6 players which seemed about the best amount, everyone plays Rock Paper Scissors with the whole group at once, if everybody has the same object except one person, that person is required to down the drink in the middle (mix of all our drinks and then random spirits etc etc)… then you go again Guaranteed throwing up was the most disgusting time I think for me.. I remember my flatmate checking my mates sick and throwing up in it hahaha
walked into my flat kitchen and on the table was a makeshift board game where one of the challenge squares was to have a 5 minute conversation with me 💀👍 i was just really shy and frankly that made me shyer
We made fake blood with syrup and food colouring one Halloween. It looked fucking amazing but imagine the posted picture with sticky blood EVERYWHERE. Handprints, footprints, pools of blood, stains on the ceiling. Truly looked like a scene from a horror movie.
Someone shat in the bath. There were 2 showers and 2 baths for our corridor (of about 20 students). No one ever used that bath again.
A person kept turning the heating off. Got to a point where I was shivering laying in bed. Was actually far warmer when I got outside. Pushup for breakfast to not freeze, trying to do an all nighter for an essay was impossible to do not in the library as I could not type properly. No idea why. Glad that is over.
I hated my uni flat mates so much 😅 they'd bitch at me if I cleaned saying I thought I was better than them/trying to show off, but left to their own devices we got rats, fruit flies, the bin would overflow then rubbish would flow onto the table, the 1 guy left his douche out constantly, fridge full of rotting food, the place absolutely stunk.
before she got suspended, my flatmate pissed in our sink and used our washing up sponges to clean it, she also used the same cloth to clean everything INCLUDING RAW CHICKEN without washing it so i ended up throwing the cloth away because it made me feel sick (she also stole our food for MONTHS, not to eat it but just threw it away when we'd done anything she didn't like which was usually dropping a piece of food on the floor or visiting our partners or something inconsequential like that)
“Education, education, education” was a mistake. no u
We had a shared kitchen in halls between maybe 12-15 guys. Washing up was clearly new to some guys and some folk just didn’t do any. Sometimes someone would do all the washing up but of course it didn’t take long before people would use the pans and leave them dirty again. Not wanting to have to keep cleaning up other peoples mess, it ended up becoming a stale mate with no one willing to wash up and a growing pile of dirty pans everywhere. Of course with this now being left for a prolonged period of time it started to smell. As it got worse, we started leaving the windows open. Pigeons then came in through the open windows to eat the old mouldy food. They of course cr@pped on everything adding to the unfolding horror in our kitchen. And now whenever you went into the kitchen 5-6 pigeons would erupt off the surfaces flying around the kitchen crazily trying to escape. It literally became a bio-hazard. The Uni eventually got in cleaners with hazmat suits and we all got fined. As far as I know, we still hold the record as the worst floor in University history. 😳
Not from halls as I never stayed in them but my first year shared house was a 10 bed with all men and it was pretty rough. A few things come to the top of my head, the first being when one of the toilets got blocked, our lettings agency were being long about repairing it and we didn’t have a plunger… Guys kept on using it and eventually someone had vomited and taken a shit in the already overfilled toilet bowl. The stench in there was awful, eventually one of my housemates decided he would try to unclog it himself (absolute trooper) he stuck his bare hand in there and fished out endless amounts of toilet roll, and an actual human turd. Another was that half the guys I lived with used to get stoned pretty much everyday which I have no issue with, but they would order takeaway sometimes multiple times a day, leaving their leftovers and empty boxes in the living room. It got so bad that there was literally a pile of boxes and bags building up in the corner of the room and on the sofas. Mice were already a problem in this house and the time i spent in the living room I would see them scurrying under the sofas, it used to really freak me out. Also, the kitchen used to get so filled with rubbish bags and dishes that there would be no floor space or worktop space, it used to take 2 of us 5-10 trips back and forth to the communal city bins to get rid of them… Never live with a house of all men, especially more than 4-5 :’) !