Saturday, April 25, 2009

Say my name, say my name.

Been really Addicted to the song by Jessica Mouboy right now since Zem Dawgg sent it to me. (Highly recommended to keep you upbeat for the rest of the day.)

After coming to Australia, I noticed I've got a serious problem and it's going to be a stigma for life. A problem that will not disappear unless I take corrective action. Which I hesitate because I will need to risk sacrifice too much.

Zeming, Mei Yii and me are the only couple of the only Chinese kids that names are hard to remember. But people like us just sit back and relax and get the priviledge of not being called out in class.

For somebody's (heh heh,i wonderwho) 21st birthday party, we invited Gavin and his friends over. Gavin, is the most cracked kuai lou anyone could ever meet. From that moment he yelled out into the loud speaker "YOU MUST EVACUATE YOUR HOUSES! YOU HOUSE WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN 10 SECONDS, UP UP UP!" (something along those lines) at 8.00am in the morning for Rez breakfast organized at the start of the semester in Churchill, I know this guy was whack. XD

So, at that house party, the birthday girl got wasted. Joyce accompanied her. And I got first hand experience watching them hover. One kept giggling and falling off chairs, the other one hopping around like an energizer bunny announcing her marriage to the world.

Thoroughly amused, Gavin invited us over to his place for a little get together the week after. In which, he gave us nicknames for the fun of it and also to ease the little bonding process.

Zeming was Zem Dawg or Zem-ing (like Jam, with a Z in front), Mei Yii was Mee-eee which sounded like Meeeee (lol) and for some weird reason he decided this.

"but because the letters s-z-e dont actually go together in english, we have decided Sze's new name is zipper"

Which I accept. Because I'm not a melon (sticks out tongue to Cantaloupe Karina). Haha~

Hi Ya'll. My name is Zipper, what's yours?


Happy Belated Zeming! (oops?)

Homies, Neighbours and VB.

I rock Beer Pong.