I have been in search now for three months to find someone to rent out one of my bedrooms in my three-bedroom home.

My sister has already moved in so I also needed to consider her and who I thought she would get along with.

I posted a few "Room for Rent" flyers at the University of Western Sydney and although I got a number of calls, one word kept clouding my mind - trust.

So as months went on, I finally got a call from an old uni friend, who knew I was trying to find the right roomy.

I never thought I would want a guy to move in because the only male I've lived with is my dad.

But one important thing was there.

I trusted him with my valuables and my car keys while it's parked in the driveway.

I know I can go away for a weekend and trust that my house won't be trashed when I get back.

I have known this friend for seven years and he's an enthusiastic actor that once worked for MTV.

If that doesn't paint a clear enough picture, he's a type of person who describes a great weekend as watching a marathon of "Summer Heights High."

So you could say he was an extravert, which means there won't be any lack of communication or barriers that we haven't overcome already.

When I was choosing a house mate, I also did not want to choose someone, who I knew that living together would ruin the friendship.

It's always good to look at the person's schedule just to understand how much time you'll really be spending with that person.

I think it's important to maintain your privacy and to have separate space after a long day at work.

This uni mate understands that we'll have arguments and disputes over small things but it's not going to break our seven-year long friendship.

He becomes my official roomy in two days so only time will tell how things will pan out.