Each family has their quirks, each their own little hand-me-downs and habits.
However, the mundane rituals of daily life, and how they're conducted, seem to have propelled my dear family into the official category of: "mentally unstable".
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Remember when you were named? No? Of course not, the brain simply can't peer that far back. But, I gravitate towards the idea that, in the off chance that you did remember that faithful day, you'd cringe. Look, maybe it's just me but, having all the attention zeroed in on poor lil' me is flat out embarrassing. It's sorta a pinnacle moment of your life.
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Now maybe you're asking why I'm rambling on, and on, and on (and on) about this whole name dilemma. Well you've gotta understand something: my family waits to name us. I'm not talking about a couple days or weeks, I'm talking about months: The first word we say, in fact. That's the rule: gonna open your mouth? Get ready to be stuck with whatever you blab.
And boy! Was I saddled with the oddest, most confusing of names. The responses I get, I doubt you can even imagine! And if you can, or know first hand, then I am /so/ sorry.
Maybe we should start a "bad name" club....
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"Ello there young lady, what's your name?" "No."
Username: .Seijuu::.
Girl's name: No