A freewrite on nicknames

You want to know nicknames I've been called? Do you really seek so much of my past history, as to desire what I have been called?
Well, so much for redundancy.

Well, I suppose I'll start out strong, then get increasingly worse and worse.

I'm called Ro by my sister, and my (dare I say only?) friend throughout high school. Um...I suppose that's just because their too lazy to explicate the full two syllables of my name. But, my sister and Kelcy were my two favorite people when I was younger, so Ro has become a nickname of endearment to me...sort of.

Rolly happened when i was in elementary school, by my friends Dionis and Marcielle, who were in my karate class. We enjoyed doing somersaults on the mats together, and so I acquired the name Rolly. However, when I left in third grade, people stopped calling me that.

Rolly Polly Ollie I was called by the guys in my gym class. Since I was about half the weight of the rest of the guys in high school, often in gym class during hockey, soccer, I found myself flying across the rubber floor, which, sadly, does leave carpet burn. And plus, they liked making fun of me, and such equated me to the child show's robot. Lovely. Obviously, I didn't enjoy the nickname much. Boris Taratutin is the only one allowed to call me Rolly Polly Ollie.

Lulu was a branch off of my Chinese name. I'd rather not talk about how that makes me feel.

And, there are other nicknames that I'd...rather not mention. Ro-shizzle? Honestly?

In interior speech...um...I call myself I. and me. and sometimes he. I don't think I have a special name for myself, however.

What is in a name? Endearment, sometimes, teasing, sometimes, and sometimes just a reflection of a physical description of me that happens to work with my name.

Peace,
~Roland