what life was like in the hostel and what it taught us

I’ll film you sleeping and post it on the Internet: what life was like in the hostel and what it taught us

Hello! My name is Dima Ragozin, I am a front-end developer at KTS.

While studying at the Moscow Polytechnic University, I lived in a dormitory for 2 years. Sometimes the lack of personal space really bothered me, and I looked for different ways to help me concentrate.

I asked colleagues and friends who also lived in the dorm: did they have to face the same problems? And if so, how did they deal with them?

I hope our experience will help readers better organize their work processes and communication with people around them – in the dorm, office or at home.

The author and the heroes of the article do not consider anyone’s way of acting or living to be wrong – except in cases where it directly violates the laws of the country in which you live. In other cases, the characters simply talk about their impressions.

What will be in the article:

How to get at your neighbor: the story of Dima Ragozin

The Moscow Polytechnic University dormitory is an ordinary apartment building, where several people live in each apartment. The apartments are different, I lived in a 1-room apartment with two neighbors.

The hardest thing was to withstand the various quirks in the behavior of the neighbors. One of them left mountains of garbage and moldy pots in the kitchen. I myself mostly ate ready-made food, which had to be heated – but even this was difficult to do. The path to the microwave was littered with bags, packaging and leftover food.

This neighbor loved to cook, but his food often burned. The apartment filled with smoke, the alarm went off, the guard and the commandant came. If the guard could understand and forgive, then the commandant began to assess the condition of the apartment. According to the law of such cases, at these moments the room became a terrible mess. There would be scandals, and we would have to drop everything we were doing and clean up the apartment.

The third tenant of our apartment did not cause any negative feelings, but he studied at night and loudly leafed through his textbooks. This made it difficult to sleep, and towards the end of living in the hostel I put together a combo: I slept in a mask, with earplugs, and noise-cancelling headphones and white noise.

I would like to draw your attention to the fact that such abstraction can be harmful in the most literal sense. One day I slept through another smoke and didn’t even hear the guard come. In ordinary life, you definitely shouldn’t miss such things, so I don’t recommend turning a blind eye and ears to problems in the literal and figurative sense. If you sleep with earplugs, ask your neighbors to wake you up if necessary.

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“O” means “Office”: the story of Vitaly Cherkov

I studied at MSTU. Bauman and lived in a dormitory until he finished his studies. I started working before graduating from university and could have moved out long ago, but I decided to save money on housing in Moscow. Some people run away to a rented apartment at the first opportunity, but I’m not very picky. Therefore, living in the capital practically for free seemed like a very good idea to me.

The only thing I didn’t like were aesthetic everyday issues. It's especially frustrating to return to a hostel after a vacation from the best apartments carefully selected on Airbnb. Otherwise everything was fine.

I managed to organize my work and studies well. I focused on work issues, and spent only the necessary amount of time on studying to avoid debt. In addition, when I started working in a good office, I spent almost all my time there – and even came to work on educational projects. That's why I only spent the night in the hostel.

Now I remember life in the hostel without pleasure, but this period taught me to cooperate with different people. Now, if necessary, I can easily live with a lack of personal space.

At some point in 2022, I temporarily moved to live in Kazakhstan. My friends and colleagues and I rented one 3-room apartment for six people. Everyone worked in IT, and probably because of this, everyone started having online meetings around the same time. All sectors of the apartment were paralyzed until the end of the calls: 3 rooms, kitchen, corridor and balcony. No one could just go to another department without disturbing the neighbors. At the end of our time together, everyone was tired of this lifestyle, but I felt normal.

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I’ll film you sleeping and post it on the Internet: the story of Nastya Ishchenko

During my first years of study at HSE, I lived in a dormitory. Just like in the Polytechnic University or the Bauman Moscow State Technical University, this is an ordinary house with apartments. I lived in a 3-room apartment for eight people with two bathrooms.

My roommate was Olya, a girl from the mathematics department. She had no friends, she almost never left her room. Olya studied all the time and was at the top of the student rankings. Despite her brilliant mind, we immediately had difficulties communicating.

I often typed reports and essays and visited classes where there was a lot of talking. Extraneous sounds instantly infuriated Olya, and she could easily run out of the room, loudly slamming the door.

I also combined studying and teaching English. I left for work in the morning and one day came earlier than usual. Olya told me bluntly: “Nastya, what are you doing? Actually, I planned to be alone today. Go away, will you?”

At first I turned a blind eye to all these things. It seemed to me that Olya was odd, but not a bad person in herself. But the culmination was the story of another student who used to live in my place. She told why she moved: it turned out that Olya once threatened to film her sleeping and post her on the Internet if she didn’t stop writing with pen on paper.

This story made me angry. Olya’s former neighbor is an overly kind and sympathetic person. Threatening her, knowing that there would be no resistance, seemed rude to me. Olya, for example, did not voice threats to me, probably because she knew that I would not remain silent in response.

In the end, Olya ruined relations with absolutely everyone in our apartment, so we decided to go to the head of the hostel. There we honestly explained the situation and asked for help. As a result, he thought for several days, came to us with an inspection and found a compromise solution that suited everyone – Olya moved to another apartment with more suitable conditions for her. After that, we all couldn’t believe for a few more days that “it was possible.”

Living in a hostel taught me to lobby for my interests in a situation where there is no pressure over a person: you can only choose the right words and ask politely. This came in handy when working with journalists and other PR people.

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Always say “Yes”: the story of Artyom Bakulev

When I first arrived in Moscow, I first went to the Young Baumanets School. While I was participating in it, all the places in the hostel had already been taken away. But the commandant looked at the lists of students and found a place in an apartment with second-year students. I thought that I would have no problems getting along with older guys, and agreed.

It turned out even better than I expected: due to a small mistake, I was placed in a room with second-year master's students. One of them already worked at Kaspersky Lab, and the other at Tinkoff. During our time together, I managed to look at their lives, listen to how they work in IT and decide for myself whether I want to be a programmer in the future. Sometimes they helped me with my homework.

When the year ended, my neighbors graduated and I had to move. There was an opportunity to take a place in a room with students from Kazakhstan and India. They spoke mostly English among themselves, and I saw a new opportunity: to improve their language level.

We lived in the same apartment until graduation. During this time, I spoke English about 2% of the time because it turned out to be difficult. But I stopped being afraid of language barriers and now I communicate more with people when traveling. My new neighbors also developed an interest in other cultures in me – for example, I often saw interesting dishes of Kazakh and Indian cuisine in our refrigerator.

We are still friends and sometimes correspond.

This is not to say that I liked everything about the hostel. The condition of the housing there is acceptable, but it is still uncomfortable. We had cockroaches that liked to get into my large, heavy and very hot laptop. Once I was teaching a robotics class to schoolchildren aged 8-10 years old and suddenly noticed that all the guys froze. Turning around, I saw a cockroach crawling along the wall. I had to take a napkin and let him out into the street, and for two more classes the students remained silent in class and looked at me with respect.

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Conclusion: top tips

Despite the different stories, some advice is common to almost everyone.

Firstly, everyone advises to negotiate more and endure less. If you don't put the problem on the table, you will never get rid of it. Of course, we need to be diplomatic. If you periodically talk calmly with the people you live with, sooner or later you will find a solution.

Secondly, prioritize and plan. You can’t do everything, everywhere and at once, without compromising your health. When you are limited in space and time, you have to choose: what to do “excellently”, what is enough and “satisfactory”, and what should be completely gotten rid of and forgotten.

Oh yes, and earplugs!

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