Which cartoon character is your Aber halls?

Penglais Fferm is so Mr Burns


Campus halls across Aber are varied in their style and value for money, and at each one you will find a very particular kind of person.

We sat down and used highly scientific means and hours of endless research to figure out which nostalgic cartoon character your Aber halls are.

PJM – Garfield

You guys are the most chilled and you all know it. You don’t live a high flying lavish life, so long as there’s lasagne and somewhere to lay your head you really just don’t care about what you should be doing in your day. Responsibility shirking comes as second nature to you, but so long as you and Odie can piss off your housemate John, your entire uni motto is “I’d like mornings better if they started later” like the orange feline signature quip.

Bryndewr – Fred Flintstone

You’re a bloody savage. Bryndewr was probably used when they made the live action version of the Flintstones to simulate Bedrock city. Everything is made from rocks just carefully pushed together but it’s ok, because somehow despite having the fashion sense of Fred Flintstone and your mate being a regular Barney Rubble on a night out, you have a phenomenal girlfriend because punching above your weight isn’t even a term in your dictionary.

Rosser – Dexter

You’re a bit of a rich boy aren’t you? The only reason you got into Rosser is because you got the excellence scholarship being way nerdier than any of your mates in sixth form, but you play it cool these days. Only when you’re safely away from the prying eyes of your judging flatmates eyes, the Dee Dee’s of your life, do you crack the brain open in your own laboratory (desk) to discuss the finer points of Leninism or biochem… and take over the world as well of course.

Cwrt Mawr – Hong Kong Phooey

Just like the pooch with a punch, you live a double life. Come day Cwrt Mawr residents are humble, dull and vaguely studious, doing as little to draw attention to yourselves as possible. Come night though the inner kung-fu drinker in you explodes out in a true party animal style. Karate chopping down the beers and tequila’s you’re basically invincible on a night out, until you return to your boring desk bound alter ego and it’s all you can do not to die from the crippling hangover.

Trefloyne – Spongebob Squarepants

Easily the most hyperactive and most fun bunch on campus. Your room is a bit odd with a collection of lets face it, just weird things that make you giggle because you are eternally a child. You live two rooms down from your BFF though and come evening you two are always making fools of yourself. It’s a good job you live so close to campus as well because if we are 100 per cent honest, you’ve never left for a lecture any more than five minutes before it begins, and who needs to when you have as much energy and speed as the yellow sea sponge.

Penglais Fferm – Mr Burns

Does this really surprise you? I mean really? Because if it does it’s certainly another reason why you aren’t living there. No one living in Fferm has ever had to eat supernoodles for a week waiting desperately for the next lump of loan, instead it’s a quick call to the bank of mummy and daddy who will sort you right out. You sit in your ivory tower like Mr Burns looking down over the peasants of Springfield (PJM) and can’t help but exude an evil cackle as you retreat to the leather sofa’s and 42″ television provided by the uni.

Penbryn – Pink Panther

No one is better at snooping than Penbryn residents. You live with more than 20 other flat mates in your little battery chicken farm. The bathrooms are eerily similar to prison ablutions and so you try and maintain a quiet profile. Just imagine it, you get home from a little one nighter and your room is at the end of the hallway. Only a pro snooper like you can get there without at least ten flatmates appearing to interrogate you like some kind of sex based Guantanamo Bay.

Seafront – Popeye

What is your obsession with healthy cooking? Everyone at seafront at least once whilst living there has made a stir fry, or a tagine and the second certainty is that you definitely used bloody spinach in that dish. Give it up. No one likes spinach, its all a ruse and you’re being a dick, you have giant arms because lets face it, you do dumbbells in your room but have never once even heard of leg day, but for some reason you understand the sea. You know how to tame it’s rage, but all you want to do really is chill with Olive (number one bae).