The Great Game

An achievement which I am proud to announce is that on the first week of Uni, I was able to have a conversation with every person on the 3rd and 2nd floor of my accommodation. Even better, I planned a Sunday hangout to watch the Bridget Jones movie. So socially, I am not failing in Uni life.

I told Alicia that I could tell her everyone who lived in all of the rooms on the 2nd and 3rd floor and I could tell her three things about them. This did not work and the rest of the following day, I spent thinking 'crap, I do not know everyone,' resulting in me getting out paper and making a list of who lived where, what their names are and what degree they do plus and interesting fact. It eventually got completed and it turned out that the reason why I was confused as to where people lived is that there was no 212, 213, or 214. The rooms went from 211 to 215 and so the three people I thought  did not know do not exist.

I ended up sticking the lists on the kitchen doors.

What happened yesterday was that some first floors came up to the second floor as they were curious and I, being bored, played a game. Can you guess what my name is from the list? It wasn't an easy task seeing as there were 24 people to chose from, but being nice I gave them some clues.

I do a degree that no one else on the floors do.
I like messing with people.
I am a Londoner.
I speak only English,

It took them twenty minutes because I wrote my names as Trevor/Linda/Olugbemi and they were certain that Trevor was a boy. To further mess with them, I started to write whether anyone likes Harry Potter on the list and I was like 'I think Trevor does, but I am not sure,"

Eventually they got it because I told them to look carefully at the list. I like messing with people - who on the list looks like they would do so? In my description, I wrote: dubious person. Talkative. Claims to be adopted. When they clocked on, they were like, oh, that makes sense.