I’m going to talk about a person who is one of my flatmate in Australia. Her name is Annie. Possibly, one of the best friend ever that moved to live with me.
Well, to begin the speech, I would love to talk a little bit about the time and the place where she moved in. It was in a very freezing Sunday night around 2 or 3 degree Celsius. In the very heart of the winter, I mean in the July, there was a girl struggling with loads of luggage knocking at the door of my house. She said hi to everyone in a very humble way. That’s sort of the scenario in which I got to know Annie. There should be a fate between us, I reckon. What I mean fate here is by accident we knew that we were at the same home town back to Vietnam, and used to live in the same area in Hanoi when both of us were all in the Uni. But we just ran across each other only in Australia.
Moving onto the next point I would like to approach the idea of our relationship. Well, to be honest, we were not in a very good harmony initially for some misunderstandings and conflicts during the time we lived under the same roof, shared the rent and bills and time clash, I mean our time table were so different so it’s quite annoying when you were trying to sleep and the other started to go home after work. But even Rome wasn’t built in a day, I mean anything needs time. So gradually, we discovered out our characteristics. Most importantly, we were all willing to settle the difference. That’s how we got along with each other.
Last but not least, If I still have time, I want to express my feelings about living with her. Despite not living in the same room, but at least under the same roof, I sort of understand her well. Annie was really responsible in what she was doing. So you would definitely feel she was an ideal colleague and especially a flatmate. To shorten up, I hoped Annie could hear of this, “You are my idol and my sis.