Do you like your first name?

My first name is fine, I just hate it when people pronounce it like it has a "I" in it. There is no I in my name. I was torment as a child, I cringe or snap at someone every time they say it wrong. They may think they're being cute, but there not, it just brings up painful memories of being taunted when I was younger. Now my other nickname is perfectly fine with me....
 
Mine is very common. My last name is constantly misspelled. I would keep my first name and change my last to something simple like Smith.

Don't.

Tracing my maternal ancestors I came across a lady called Lettice. Her father's surname was Smith. His father was John Smith. His father was John Smith...

That wasn't so bad. Her husband's name was Pryke. His father's name was John - Pryke. But his father's name was John Pricke, as was his father except for the final 'e'. And several named John Prick preceded him.

John Prick was easier to trace than John Smith.
 
I've never had a problem with my name, I like it. Everyone just calls me 'Phil'.

My mother is the only one who calls me 'Phillip'. Mothers are like that, I guess.
 
I love my first name, and my last name even more-- I am the last in line, I am the girl in the back row of the classroom. The desks are made of hard wood, and the teacher never calls on me. I don't raise my hand. There is a window that I look through, it is everyone's window and I see through the vinegar clean glass of their souls.

I see the back of everyone's dick head.
 
I've never had a problem with my name, I like it. Everyone just calls me 'Phil'.

My mother is the only one who calls me 'Phillip'. Mothers are like that, I guess.

I would think the "Tiberius" would be the annoying part.
 
I'm okay with my name. I grew up in an era of Jennifers and Heathers, so didn't like being different back then. Now I appreciate having a slightly unusual name. Not so weird no one has ever heard of it, but, not common either. Plus, my Dad named me, and I like the reason why he picked the name. I miss him.
 
What is with this new trend of using words spelled backward as names?
In the last month, two friends who've just had babies have named their kids Neveah (a girl, said 'neh-vay-ah') and the other had a boy she's named Devol ('day-voll')
 
What is with this new trend of using words spelled backward as names?
In the last month, two friends who've just had babies have named their kids Neveah (a girl, said 'neh-vay-ah') and the other had a boy she's named Devol ('day-voll')

Yeah, my brother is Bob.
 
Yeah, my brother is Bob.

Heh.
I agonised over names for my kids, and made damn sure that what was chosen could not be turned into nasty nick-names at school.
I was very careful because I copped so much shit for my first name.
 
I love my first name, and my last name even more-- I am the last in line, I am the girl in the back row of the classroom. The desks are made of hard wood, and the teacher never calls on me. I don't raise my hand. There is a window that I look through, it is everyone's window and I see through the vinegar clean glass of their souls.

I see the back of everyone's dick head.

You never cease to delight me.

I am this girl you write about above.

I swear.
 
I'm sorta indifferent to my first name, but then hardly anyone uses it, and if someone does, I tend not to answer because I don't readily recognize it as me.

I am sigh, both here and in real life. I got tagged with in on the day I was born and it's been my name ever since. I like being sigh. Always have.
 
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