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Have you seen names that is so long, that it's not normal at all? Perhaps we should pity someone with a name as super duper long as 'Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious'. Imagine how long this person will take to shade his name in the OAS. Or how many lines will his name take up if he is to put it at the back of his jersey.

Of course I don't mock at others for no reason. I do fall into this category actually, if you consider my full name that is. But the only time I'll turn my head to respond to a calling is only when someone call me 'Fitri'. Not 'Muhammad', not 'Bin', not 'Khamis'. They made up part of my name but 'Fitri' is the REAL ME.

Fitri is so hard to pronounce meh? I made up the word 'Fitree' for pronunciation purposes intially. But turn out to be, I like the name so much that I decided to make use of it. (See: fitree_figo06@hotmail.com)

Then came 'Fi3', courtesy of my ex-classmate whose name was written as '3na' for simplicity sake, I suppose. Cool, eh? All these while, I was at the butt of jokes. 'three feet tall' lah, 'having three feets' lah, being literally a 'fit tree' lah. Whatever else lah! Alas, 'Fi3' sounds... magnifico!

See? Easy to pronounce right? But.. but.. but.. my name evolved a few times ever since I was born, be it spoken or written.

I have got people calling me 'Victory' before, for whatever reasons they have.

I once ordered food from Pizza Hut and I swear the operator must be deaf. Either that or she is illeterate. That's why I can hear the sound of fingers jabbing the keyboard as I placed my orders- she needed a computer to aid her. Anyway when the bill came, I saw it being addressed to 'Mr Sitri'. I actually wanted to say to the despatch rider that he has got the wrong person, but after seeing my sister already tearing off the meat of the spicy drumlets in desperation, I went on to pay for the food.

That's not the point. The main thiing is, I had allowed myself to be regarded as 'Mr Sitri'. Duh...

And today! During Hari Raya, after my aunt and uncle had given out green packets to the young ones, I suddenly realised this..

One packet was for 'Pitri'.

And the other was for 'Pitry'.

WOW! Even my own family members doesn't know my real name! But I couldn't give back the packets for some you-know-what reasons, right? So I became 'Pitri' or 'Pitry' for the day. And that's certainly something I didn't wanna do for such a special occasion.

I know it's an eyesore seeing my name all over this post. What more mumbling it as you were reading this post. I bet my name has been ringing in your head for the past few minutes or so. But as kind as I am, I have to brainwash you once more.

If in doubt of what to call me or how to spell my name, just say or write 'FIT'. That's F-I-T. I know I don't live up to my name's expectations. But that's not the point. The thing is if someone screw up my name once more, he or she ought to be sent back to nursery level. If you know how to spell S-E-X, you should know how to spell my name too.

Brainwash complete. Thank you for your participation. =)