If you call me...

If you call me Sandy, you are in 99% of people I know, or you know me from somewhere.

If you call me Miss Tan, you are either managing the delivery hotlines or you are one of the numerous telemarketers who love calling me up to sell me diamonds. And I want to know where you get my number from.

If you call me Chen Hui Hui, you are one of my Chinese teachers, and I am still not sorry for the pains I caused you during the lessons. For hey, you made me suffer too.

If you call me Si Hui Hui, you are Mr Chua and are about to scold me for the hundred and one times for giving crap in class. Hey, I love you anyway for you are the only Chinese teacher who took my jokes and returned it in equal dose.

If you call me Tan Wei Wei Sandy Chen Hui Hui, you are the SIX trying to get my attention. Or you are me making the same lame joke about breaking my own arm during exams, because I am asked to write out my full name.

If you call me Sand, you are the SIX who shared shit and honey with me in SMSS.

If you call me Sand with a long drag, you are the same SIX trying to get something out for me. Or you are YiXian crying again about ditching you for others.

If you call me Sa Yu, you are part of the SIX aka Yu'er.

If you call me Sandy with a long drag, you are one of my family members trying to get me to answer the phone.

If you call me girl ah/huihui/huifoong/huiyi, you are my dad, and it's likely you have forgotten my name or anyhow calling out any of your daughter's name to get my attention.

If you call me Wei Wei, you are my godfather.

If you call me jie, you are my younger sister.

If you call me huihui, you are family, and extended family from my mother's side.

If you call me nu ren/dude/ nu er, you are Angela. And you are about to crack some lame-ass joke.

If you call me Wei Wei Xi Yi Fen, you are a horrible memory from my primary 1 and 2's past. Or you are about to die.