Name S

This is not a place to write down lists of names we like, but to discuss our views and feelings about certain names. Maybe the names you were born with, or names you want to name your children, first middle and last names, screen names, etc.

I could've been named Farnsworth *bursts in to tears*-isaac v

Cory i love my name the only thing i don't like is that it rhymes with Sorry.. and 'cz i live in canada, i allways overhear people being like "blah blah blah sorry blah blah blah" and i'm like, whoa!? who's talkin' to me?!

Ruth.... It's kinda fun 'cause almost noone else has it. You can't find those little name thingys tho. I somtimes wish i had the guts to just cange my name to somthing .....differant.. mabye 'tougher' i don't know.....

• Ruth is a beauty name. it's my middle name. i go by Ruth sometimes, like fillin stuff out when i don't wanna reveal my real name. but i like ruth. because i love one-syllable names. yay that. -moth
• I like the historical meaning of my name to. It means beuatiful friend.

hmmm well... i also have a rare name, but that's mainly because i made it so. my name has changed a few times in my lifetime. was born jenny rose churchill, got changed to jenny rose ernst, then when i was 14 i decided i liked jennyrose & at 15? i adopted churchill-ernst. my current state of jennyrose churchill-ernst. when i was 13ish i wanted to change my name to gwenhefar, i dont really know why. i'd just read the mists of avalon and i hated gwen in that, but i loved the name, and since jenny is derived from it, i figured why not. but i decided against it. . . i decided at that time that i would name my first girl child gwenevieve, but... i dont know if i'll ever even have kids, much less what i'll name them if i do. i'd rather let their *selves* (meant in a loose, hippy way) decide that when theyre on the planet. i hate it when people call me jenny. i just dont relate to it. or rose on itself. it's really not who i see myself as. if you wish to shorten my name, use jen (if we're close jenn works but i feel vulnerable as "jenn" for some reason, so dont use it if you dont know me very well please)... dunno. maybe i'm terribly picky about my name. maybe i'm just more connected to it than most people.

-jennyrose

I used to totally hate my name. I always wanted the name Linda. and then I wanted to be named Robin. now, I kinda like my name. I feel weird when I meet people with the same name though. but all the same, I like my name now. I feel like it's mine. it suits me. -Lydia

I like my name. It's pretty neat. Though I think I would rather not have a name at all. That would be even more neat. But then people would get confused. Oh well. That's their problem. Heh. ~so called Erin

Having a relitively rare name makes me unthinkingly posessive of it. Very rarely do I meet other Tessa's, and there aren't many words similar enough for me to mistake for it in ambient conversation noise either. I see my name as something I own, something that's woven in with other parts of who I am. This makes me protective of it too. It's like it's some kind of power over me. When I'm talking to someone I know I'll never see again, in my busking or on a bus or something, I'll often give them the name Theresa to use instead. When I was little people assumed that my given name was Theresa, but that's not happening so much these days. It feels like part of the transition of growing up. People respecting more of the choices I make about myself. so rambles tessa, who is currently recovering from fourty hours with no sleep

My full name is Robyn Lorraine Hauck, which I mostly like. Robyn is a neat name, I guess. The only thing that bothers me about it is the y, which I continuously have to exlain to people. Annoying. My middle name, Lorraine, is my mother's middle name as well, and I got that because I share her birthday. Hauck is my dad's last name, though they'd've both rather taken Mum's, which is Trestrail, and the only reason they didn't is because Dad's dad pitched a fit. Bleaugh. One of the things I always wonder is how my name sounds to people who aren't me. When I see a robin or something, it reminds me of my name, of course. Does it remind other people? What does make them think of me? I suppose this is turning into something for MetaphoreWhores, but still....

Robyn, rambling as always

Dawn. Dawn. I love my name. My mom gave me a middle name, Marie, so that when i was "older" I could have a more feminine name, Dawn-marie. But i love the name Dawn, to me it is so perfect. It is hope and light and rebirth, it is the power of things to change and become better, it is earth and universe and sun. Im slightly egotistical about my name, i totally adore it. The only really bad thing about it is that you cant really make a nickname out of it. I like being called Aurora too... I just love my name, it seems so perfect to me and for what i do and feel and am. I hardly ever meet another Dawn. my favorite part of the day is early Dawn, either just as i am going to bed (tee hee. regular Ack bedtime) or getting up, which is also pleasent. I love the smell and the sound of the earth waking up. I love having a power name, being named for a changing of the worlds time. Dawn.

Names are awesome.

I'm really named Amelia, but NO one calls me that. Everyone calls me Emma. I have mixed feelings about my nickname. Hearing puns about dilemmas (Get it? Haha!) gets old very quickly. Sometimes it seems really plain and boring and ugh and sometimes I think it's really cool. But it's me, and it would be weird to be called anything else. Amelia's a spiffy name, I think, but I hated it when I was little and all my friends were reading the Amelia Bedelia books.

Some of my favorite names (all of which I have named characters I have written about) are Nira, Meri, Atara, Mossaia, Bianca, Aaron, Ashley, and Czarda. They all sound so cool and they're associated with interesting people (real or not - mostly not) in my head.

 - Emma

My first name Genevieve, I like it a lot. I feel sort of shy about the name though. Like I don't deserve it. It makes me feel a bit embarrassed to be called that for some crazy reason. I was not sure how to spell it until I was about eight. I think when people compliment it, it is like someone remarking upon my looks, which I also don't handle too well. But I am secretly proud of my name. As for names in general, I have been thinking up names for hypothetical children since I was a kid. Right now, the ones that have stuck are either italian or irish. My strong heritage sticks through hehe. For girls: Madeline Louise, (yes I even think about the middle names)Beatrix Jane, Finuella Susan, Isobella Sophia, and Angelina Marie. Some are after story book characters or authors. As for boys: Christopher Thomas, Seamus Dominic, Fredricho Anton, Michael James. I just feel that since a child is not a child for long they need a name with some substance...come on..imagine some person being 76 and named Tiffany...it just seems silly. I am a bit traditional when it comes to names I suppose. Of course in my family everyone is just named after one another. My great-grandmother was Genevieve. My brother thomas, was named after our grandfather thomas martin, and his grandfather was martin thomas...infact my great-grandfathers on that side were both martin, and I have an uncle named martin...and so on and so forth. So most of the boys on that side of the family are named, Michael, Martin, Thomas, or Christopher. You begin to get the picture. So I have my brothers tom and mike, and my sister who has a middle name after a cousin. I figure I should add a few new names into the pile. What a rambling piece I have written. -gennie (who began to spell her name like this when she was three. It had been Genny

I love my name. Eireann Boudicca Young. I changed the spelling to Eryn a few years back because I was sick of confusing people, and sick of being "daddy's little girl". And it was a kind of power.. See, everyone knows about Eryn but no one knows Eireann. Eireann is an engima, a mystery. Eireann and Boudicca are aspirations, somehow distant like stars in the sky, all too noble and brave to be me. Sometimes I feel that strong, most of the time I feel small and fragmented, sometimes naive. Eireann and Boudicca are both of Celtic origin. Eireann comes from Eire, the Goddess that Ireland was named after. Boudicca was a Celtic queen (from Wales, I believe) who fought a great battle. Like Landis, my name is a rare one indeed. I have never met anyone in my life who has either of my names (though I have met a few "Eryn's", and often get confused with "Erin's") I discarded them awhile ago and now I'm trying to fit back into them.

  ~Eryn, Eire, Eireann, Boudicca, Ireland, and wanderlust
  girl of many names

Aredridel It's origin is just five minutes of thinking one night when my old nick was entirely too "teen male"... The nick was "chaos123"... you can see what I mean, I think. So, the new name (hard as it is to say: A-red-ree-del) is supposed to be somewhat androgynous, and be vaguely Gaelic. Androgynous, so I can be taken for what I say, not who people think I am, (and this has turned out useful at times) and Gaelic because I like Gaelic names and Gaelic languages.

I've chosen two possible last names; I'm not sure which I like better. Stauck is a quick hybrid of Robyn and my last names. I like the concept a lot, but I'm not sure I want to mix my online and real names so much. Also, our first kid may well be named "Aredridel Stauck". The other is Niothke, also made up on the spot, and not pointing at any nationality. (Ari)

Summer... I used to hate it. Wanted to go by my typical, generic middle-name of Anne because I was tired of jokes about seasons and Summer Flings. Now I adore my name and even though I still think it's funny that summer the season is my least favorite of the seasons, it's a lovely name and I like hearing it in all kinds of songs and conversations. Yay.

I was named after a girl Gary (my father) had had a crush on when he was younger, which gives me a creepyish feeling now, for various reasons. Amy. . . . it isn't a bad name, neccessarily, but sometimes I wish I had been called something more original. *grins* If I ever have kids, the poor dears'll probably be saddled with long, beautiful, difficult-to-pronounce names that people are forever getting wrong, or fantasy-like names that make my mama wrinkle her nose, like Annara or Blaze. Certainly my pets will be.

Ah, well. There are worse fates in the world than having an ordinary name. I have to admit that I can't imagine going through life as Allison, or Aurora Borealis(sp?). *chuckles* I am what I am, and if I can't say that I adore my name, I can at least say that I like myself, most of the time. I guess that's as much as I can really ask for. Maybe more than I deserve.

	-- Amy

I love my name. When I was young, I would get upset because some of my aqquaintances would say, "What a weeeiiiiiiirrrrd name!" This, of course, was before I came into the full appreciation of weirdness. :) I was also vexed because I couldn't ever find my name of those little personalized trinkets. (which I had a fascination with back then) Now that I'm older, I love how unusual it is, and how I've never met anyone with the same name. It's Celtic, and it came to my mom in a dream, so the way it came about is interesting, as well. I have a rather plain middle name, at least compared to my first and last ones. Allison. I think it's kind of pretty, though. One of my young friends called my Alli once, by my middle name, but no one else has since. And as for my very German last name ( Niernberger), I'd just like to clear up two things- 1. My ancestors never had any association with the Nazis or the big Nuremburg (or is it Nurnberg) mess. They were very peaceful Germans. 2. It's pronounced Neern-ber-ger, just to avoid any confusion.

                                                                 
/(Landis)/

My other name is "Rick", which I've never had much affinity for, really. "Richard the Lionheart" is a good name, I suppose, that my parents nicknamed me, but it has some unpleasant connotations with religion and war... Of late, however, it has become a neat thing as I am now one of the "*icks", that is, I'm the "R-ick" and Nick is the "N-ick". Works out, eh?

I never did like my middle name. "Stedman" (I had to check how to spell it all too often... used it too little to remember, and it's cumbersome to say).

My last name is cool, even if it only reflects one part of my heritage, the Scotch; It's got a history to it, so it's a neat thing.

		--Richard (Rick) Stedman Stewart

I might like to live in a world of silence where comunication is in the form of unformed thoughts passed through eye contact. Aside from that though, methinks I'd like to name a kid Eli should I have a boy. It's got as much charisma as Max or Calvin, except without the side-effects a parent would like to avoid. ~z~

Kim. It used to be Kimberly, only Kimberly, when I was little. Everyone remebers how I fought for my Kimberly. Then I was Kim, the tomboy. I still like that name, but everyone says it wrong. They say it as a name unto itself, instead of what it really is, short for Kimberly, which is always too long for people to say. They should say it like a fleeting thing, that cannot stay on your tongue too long, else it is ruined. Rhyming with Wind. At least sometimes. People don't think when they use my name, and that is what bother me.

Mayhap it is only my perception that is wrong. But Kim wouldn't dance in the rain, like I do. She wouldn't dream and write poetry. She'd be doing athletic stuff, trying not to be a girl, being unlovely (but lovely in the unlovelyness) and fightfull. Kim looks terrible in a dress, while Wind looks lovely. That's why my graduation pictures truned out so bad...I planned it as Wind, but when I got there, I was Kim. Still reacting to my family. Still the one to be corrected, still the child.

I like Wind because you can't catch the Wind. She can never be pinned down, she is like a Fairy, flying about on a grand dance that is Life. Wearing a very long light skirt.

Sometimes when I am sad I am Princess Raina because that is not a flying name. It is a sadlysweet name, yet joyfull too, a very very beautifull name, a name to grow into. Rai-n-i-ya. Swift.

Kimbearly, however, is a very sacred name.

Marina. It's unusual enough so I hardly ever have to tack a letter on the end of it. I like that. (side note: two Nick B-Ws? how bizzare is that??) Marina is the ocean. Marina is named after her great grandfather on one side named Martin, and her great grandmother on the other side named Marie. Marina is blue eyes that sometimes look green or grey.

I have rarely felt like Marina lately. Marina is the little girl with ringlets who danced around the living room. I am not Marina... but I wouldn't want to be anything else. My eyes are Marina. My hair is Marina. A few of the poems I write are Marina, and most of the essays I write for some class or other. My rambles are not Marina.

I've been writing it as marina lately, which seems sort of disclaiming it. Saying, this is my name but don't take it seriously. I like the way that looks a lot better. More anonymous, marina-the-place not Marina the person. The harbor, ocean, clear green water marina.

On the other hand I love seeing my name in print. Marina Moses. The serious writer. The studious girl who gazes off into the distance as she taps her pen against her glasses.

My middle name is Friedland. It's my mom's last name. I couldn't spell it until I was about 8. I think I might have liked a more conventional middle name, one that's a name and less of a title.

Ok. Done rambling now.

Marina and marina and the Whether Woman and RainMa and all the rest of them

Eira. My name is such a huge part of my identity... I don't know if I could ever be anything else. Maybe this is why I haven't had a nickname since I was ten years old...? If I could have a dollar for everytime someone pronounces my name wrong/asks where it's from/says how pretty it is, I'd be obnoxiously rich. I'll probably never know the exact pronunciation or meaning of my name... I guess I was named after some irish actress in this movie my dad saw once and he thought "hey, cool name"... and I suppose my parents had to guess as best they could how to pronounce it. Most people pronounce my name two ways - "air-ruh" (which is the way I say it). Lots of others say "ear-uh".... I don't even know exactly what it means. I've always been told it's a variation on "eire"- the gaelic name for Ireland. But I found a name book that actually had my name in it, and it said it's welsh for "snow", which is still fitting since I was born in winter. The most interesting comment I've ever gotten about my name was last year at a drum circle, and this guy and I were chatting, and he said "eira? that's like air.... in the sky". -eira

i have many names, you could say. see, my original name is Katrina Roseann, & then from when i was born to me being 13 i was Katie Rose, & then i changed to Kat for a while, & then to Kate, & now i'm back to Kat, & have been for a year. i feel like my names show all different sides of me. Kat is the side i want to show the most, because i like it best. Katie Rose i am not fond of anymore, i think because i affiliate it with being little & helpless & dependent, & some people like to call me Katrina at times, it's one of those names that kind of rolls off your tongue in this delightful way, but i feel like it's too grand for me. so Kat is good.

 yup.
 --kat