Hate it!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009 @ 2:00 PM
I hate being called Ang-He-La
My relatives (especially from my father's side) who goes in our town for some reasons, often stop by our house. Then when they see me, they'll give me a look and then call me Anghela. Gawd! What are they even thinking? Just because they can't seem to find the words to tell me, they call me just like that. They don't know how I feel or think after them saying my name in the wrong way. Okay, don't tell me they just spoke it wrong, 'cause they know that my second name is Angela and not Anghela. What if I'll also call them in the wrong way? Maybe they'll feel bad too... Unless we're not really close to each other, that's why.
--xoxo,
mitchinary
mitchinary
I go by the name of Michelle.
Mitchie, Angela? It’s your choice.
Grows young every 9th of August.
Lives in the pearl of the orient seas;
But wants to get out of here now.
I’m mediocre, weird, naughty, outcast,
and a nomad.
I'm gullible most of the time.
now that you know, don't abuse it.