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Cruise – the second hour:

Around the time we finished running through the cruise ship evacuation simulation (You know, the one where you waddle around the deck with life jackets on?) Kiersten turned to me and said ”Cam, Keighley and I came up with the cutest nickname for you.”

CUT! Before I go any further, let me give you a run down on Keighley and Kiersten’s nicknames.

As you can see, these two have a plethora of nicknames to choose from (and I’m pretty sure I’m missing 3 or 4 nicknames).  I, on the other hand, am lacking in this area.

Where were we? Oh yeah, Kiersten had just announced that her and Ky had a new nickname for me. Take Two!

“You did?”, I abruptly asked. (Naturally, I was THRILLED with the idea of another nickname.  I was on my way to being a member of their “club”. {Cha-Ching!})

“Yeah, we heard this name the other day and thought it was so pretty,” Keighley declared.

“What is it?”

“Bajanga,” Dee & Dum replied in unison.

I rubbed my ears.  They seemed to have been clogged with sea water. “Come again?”.

“Bajanga.”

“Are you serious?” I looked at Keighley, then I looked at Kiersten.  They didn’t crack a smile.  (Ohhhhh, they’re good.)

“We’re serious.  Isn’t it cute?”

“No.  It sounds like a name for female parts.”, I stated.

“What?”, Keighley retorted.  ”You’re sick.  My mind didn’t even go there.”

“Whatever.”, I snipped back.  ”You two probably heard the word ‘Bajanga’ on Oprah.  Is that what she calls her Woo-hoo?”

Kiersten rolled her eyes, “Oh my gosh.  No.  That’s a ‘Va-jay-jay’.”

“Yeah, Cam.”, Keighley (aka Niko Splat) said. “Get it right.”

“Well, I still think it sounds like a word for lady bits.  I hate it.”

“Whatever you say, Bajanga.”

For the next 4-5 days, I was stuck on a cruise ship with Agent Banan-o and Shampoo calling me {queue deep voice} “Bajanga”. They did what they set out to accomplish.  First, they annoyed me.  Second, every time I brought up the fact that “Bajanga” sounded like a name for one’s “Nether-regions” I was ridiculed for being “disgusting”.  Third, I became so tired of their little game that eventually I let them call me “Bajanga”.

Please tell me I’m not the only one who has to put up with crap like this.

Eventually, the cruise ended and we went back to life (where I could once again access useless information online).  Within days of being home, I began my “bajanga” google quest and within minutes I learned.

1. It’s a word that is used to describe a myriad of objects, one of them being a Female’s “Cha-cha”.

MORAL of the story: I’m perfectly content with three nicknames and my sister’s are the dirty ones (i.e. Pickle Ornament).

–Camberley–