Call me Halim.

Right, I shall blow off the lid here on my online anonymity, since the only people visiting this blog consist of people on my Windows Live Messenger and nobody else. My full first name is Noorhalim. But please, call me Halim.

I have to admit, being called by my full first name by my closest family members gives me that awkward and uneasy feeling. At the worst extreme, I will get annoyed on the mere mention of my full first name. I have no problems with my own name, actually; I even write my full name on any paperwork I have to do. I am still proud of my name given during my birth, it's who I personify. But when it comes to speaking within my circle of friends and family, using my full first name makes it too formal in an otherwise informal setting. So please, do call me Halim.

To my elder brother who's reading this, I hope you understand. And I apologise that I had to use this kind of medium to speak my mind. I am not one who rambles about my personal successes, strifes and tribulations to anyone, not even in my own blog. But this entry, hoping for it as a one-off, should clear the air on my position and my choice of how I should be called by, and I do hope you understand it.