Finally decided to revamp my blog thanks to "Monniqa".. the previous one was getting stale anyway.. Monz found me a pinky one which she thought suited me fine.. it was really sweet and all but firstly, was a lil' too crampy for my liking and secondly though I do have this soft little spot for pink.. it was way too pink in a way.. a tad too cheery.. haha.. came across this while browsing through the site..
Anyway this thought came across.. my name.. as I recall.. I never did like my name as a little girl.. reason's simple, many failed to actually pronounce my name.. as for why.. I have yet to figure it out. Never did have a chinese name though I was enrolled for chinese lessons and as expected the teachers were not able to pronounce my name (try Re-ba-Kah, Lee-Bear-Kar).. and she pretty much hated me for it.. and decided that I should be called "that girl" when she was in a sore mood especially since I hated the language and refused to do the homework given.. or on good days she'll call me Richard.. wtf.. imagine people looking out for a guy and there I am, a girl answering her.. damn.. anyway.. kinda grew to live with it.. as much as I hated it and no matter how many times I corrected 'em.. well.. I gave up.. call me whatever you want to.. I hated mandarin classes.. why bother.. why couldn't my parents have signed me up for french instead..? Sigh.. cruel world.. and yes because of my name, race and refusal to speak in mandarin.. I was in a way boycotted and labelled a snob.. is there really anything wrong speaking english or being someone not of a pure race?
Left primary school and proceeded on to Naval Base where I loved it.. at least there were many like me and yes my peeps were able to pronounce my name without a glitch.. these here.. would be my lovely little clique.. namely Jas, Pam, Ann, Joanna, Shiya, Char, Pris, Shane.. and not forgetting the hilarious group of guys.. Murali, Daryl, Juls, Amir.. the list goes on but these would be the most treasured few.. name got cut short to Becca instead and later on Becks (which led to the misconception that I was obsessed over David Beckham).. sadly came the day in which I had to join another class.. a class of.. a whole different set of people.. say.. chinese orientated to put it politely and no they did not make things easy for me.. and back came the days of being labelled a snob.. what the heck.. I simply couldn't be bothered.. at least I knew I still had my peeps. Moved on to another class the following year.. there came another bunch.. one in which thought that I was another typical snob but decided to change that misconception.. no they were not the english speaking bunch but at least they came to accept my english speaking background.. was pretty much around that period of time whereby I came to "adopt" the name Becky.. was actually given to me by one of the teachers in Cat class.. (Sunday school in other words).. left sec school.. went on to another somewhat dumb school.. a school in which I refuse to even acknowledge as one..and yeap.. again there were people calling me "Re-bear-car" and hence I addressed myself as Becky though there were a handful like Azera, Jeanie and Eric who did pronounce my name the right way.. and not forgeting this particular lecturer who refused to acknowledge that my name was Rebecca Richard Sam but rather Rebecca Richard SIM.. there is a very huge difference between the letter "A" and "I".. corrected her a couple of times till I gave up too.. anyway.. to cut it short.. the name Becky, stuck with me even through SingTel.. haha.. THE END.. LOL! Damn.. that was stupid.. haha.. I think I'm turning into some com geek.. sigh... will be meeting my cute and huggable Jacques and Rach later.. finally.. some kind souls to save pathetic little becky from boredom..
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