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Highlight three: I will never forget the first themed brunch I had at Whitman. It was the first Sunday after I moved in to campus. My section girls had a brunch with the all-guys section from Jewett (that is where the gentleman who is afraid of snakes is from (see my previous post). The theme of our brunch was marvelous:” The walk of shame.” After my RA announced the theme, innocently I asked, “What is the walk of shame?” After a few of my friends explained it to me for hours, with examples and pantomiming, I finally figured it out. The walk of shame occurs when girls who have had a fun night with their gentlemen, have to walk back home by themselves. They typically wear high heels and their dresses from last night, or men’s oversized shirts, and always with unkempt hair and messy makeups. I was thrilled to learn this new term because I had never heard any phrase like that in Chinese. I don’t know if it’s because only handful Chinese girls have this experience or Chinese society just does not talk about this sort of things in public (probably the latter). However, I was excited and creatively dressed up for this theme. I decided to wear one of my party dresses, 5 inches high heels, messed up my eye shadow and put on smashed red lipsticks. To make the theme more obvious, my friend Meritt and I bravely put condoms (unopened) as hairpiece. Dressed like that, I tried to get the nerve to walk to Prentiss dining hall. I could felt the way people were looking at me and judging me. A few of my acquaintances stopped me and asked, “Yo, you had a good night last night?” or just a simple “Sweet!” Although I tried to be as confident and elegant as possible, I still deeply felt the shame from the bottom of my heart. However, when I had brunch with the boys, none of them dressed up (maybe they did but I didn’t notice). The reason was that they didn’t even know the theme! When I walked by a boy and I heard him shout out, “Oh I see what the theme is! Look at the condom in her hair!” In the end, we got a picture of my friend Meritt and I with condoms in our hair. I sent the picture to my parents in China and I finally got praise from my silly Dad (dad I am sorry!). He responded, “Nice hat! Where did you get it?” I was happy and answered, “Oh I got it from my school. They’re free and all over the place.”

Highlight four & five: I found out that languages can be very tricky. I believe that all my friends must grow to the same opinion after they meet me. I came to this conclusion after the day I had lunch with a California girl, Tyler, from my section. When she asked me about my dogs’ names, I respond that one of my dogs’ names is “多多” (Pronounced as Duoduo, meaning a lot, because he eats a lot), and the other one is “皮皮” (Pounced as Pipi, meaning naughty naughty, no need to explain why). But after she heard my answers, she kept laughing and wouldn’t believe it. Afterwards, she told me that in her hometown, “Doo Doo” means poop and “Pee Pee” means pee in California children slang. I thought it was funny too because I had no idea I was calling my two dogs “poop” and “pee” the whole time. I don’t think they know and will never let them find out this secret.

The other highlight was that one night my friend Anna and I went to a party in Lyman, where we saw a picture of a llama in the hallway. Anna said, “Oh, look at this cute lama!” I taught her that the llama has the other name in Chinese, “草泥马”. The name represents “Grass, Mud, Horse. “Nevertheless, the pronunciation is exactly the same as a very bad word in Chinese, “F*** y*** m*****.” (In order to keep this blog less dirty, please let your imagination fly, or if you can’t figure it out, ask me in person) Ever since I taught Anna that, whenever she sees or hears the lama, she starts to laugh hysterically…

The Series “It starts from here… “Now concludes. Next week, I am going to blog about my life in Prentiss and the lovely girls I am living with in my Dox section!